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03-16-2015, 10:49 PM
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CASAVIR
I'm vulnerable, you're loveable. It had been some time since her arrival at the World's Edge, and it seemed as though everything had changed in her life, and yet… nothing had changed at all. She was still the same, same in looks, same in demeanour. Different experience, different life? The equines here were unlike those she had encountered before, that she had figured out from her first moments upon crossing these borders. She had learned quickly that this place was astounding, full of those which she could never even imagined. She had felt foolish upon her meeting Resplendence, how shocked she had been to see Valiance and her apparent ignorance in not knowing what he was. She knew that Res had not believed her to be dense, but that was how she had felt. After that day she had learned to more or less expect the unexpected, so that she was not so shocked when she did come across that which was so unusual to her, and she was able to hide her bewilderment. It made her feel like she was at less of a disadvantage as compared to those who had always been in these lands, who were so used to the way things were here. It was early morning, the sun just barely touching the horizon and lighting all above it, though the sky in opposition was still dark. She could scarcely see above her, though, considering both the thick foliage but as well the mist that was quickly forming, something that so often did here. The seventeen point two hand high mare breathed deeply in the morning air, it's fresh scent filling her nasals and giving her a sensation of rejuvenation. The oxygen was still surrounding her, the world quiet. It was a bit of a lonely feeling. She hadn't yet met many in these lands, and therefore was spending much time by herself. She didn't necessarily mind all of these moments, however sometimes it was good to have company. Wondering if today would be the day that she would spend her time with another, she stretched her slender frame and began a casual walk through the woods. The raven hued femme seemed to be getting into this habit of making this journey each day for no reason in particular other than her enjoying the destination. You see, Casavir had always loved the ocean. It had been mere luck that Resplendence had brought her to this place, that which bordered the broad sea which she so adored. She had been more used to sandy terrains which gradually fell towards the liquid, as compared to these sharp and jagged cliffs, but they would do. Indeed she had found that she rather liked the thrill of looking out over the edge to the depths below, her own green blue voids reflecting the chaotic waters. There was something about watching the ever flowing fluid that made her feel at peace, and perhaps that was why it drew her to it each day. In a world that had become suddenly so large to her, one that she knew nearly nothing about, it at least provided several moments of serenity. The Hanoverian and Arabian crossed mare smiled when she thought about the place in which she was heading, although then realizing that having become lost in her thoughts had made her drift off of her usual course. Not knowing these lands well yet, she pursed her lips in wondering how far she had gone from her path. She looked every which way trying to find something which was more familiar to her, only to snap her head in one direction when she thought she heard the sound of another being heading towards her. |
