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02-10-2015, 08:12 PM
N A Y A T I The second task was easy enough, and the beautiful maiden had happily run to grab a bucket for Maitimo's sake, Rathunax grasping hers so that the shy stallion would not have to make the journey into the crowd for their items. With a smile that was more eyes and lashes than lips, due to the bucket impeding such an effort, Nayati ducked her head towards the stream the meadow offered. Especially once Rathunax sang out, cheerfully alerting her to the fact that her mother and Quilyan had apparently had the same thought. At least they would not be alone. Turning and trotting towards the pair, flowers springing up behind her in her cheer and fairy baubles clinking happily in her locks, Nayati hoped to spread her joy to Maitimo and help him relax a bit. She knew his pain, knew it well, with an intimacy she did not like to recall. Vadim had made such a drastic difference in her life, it was exhilarating to know that though she still stuttered and feared, that she could overcome it when needed as well. Perhaps she could guide Maitimo out of his darkness as well. At least, until she finally approached her mother, and saw the swollen sides that meant only one thing. Pregnancy. Nayati felt the world tilt and whirl beneath her, feeling as if the air had been jerked all at once from her lungs, leaving her clawing for it desperately. She whirled to a different part of the river, trying to keep herself from tears. This was supposed to be fun, she thought to herself. Rathunax gave a horrible, mournful cry from above. Nayati hurried to the water, dunking her bucket in and not daring to look at Maitimo. She just wanted to get this over and done with. @[Maitimo] and Nayati! |
the rose shadows said that they loved the sun, but they also loved the dark,
where their roots grew through the lightless mystery of the earth. the roses said: you do not have to choose.
