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10-20-2015, 03:15 AM
stars in your multitudes, scarce to be counted. filling the darkness with order and light.
You are the sentinels. silent and sure. keeping watch in the night.
You are the sentinels. silent and sure. keeping watch in the night.
With the full moon hanging overhead Nuray embraced the night. Though her head hurt and blood leaked out of her ears (which truly must be a horrible sight) she carried a pep in her step. The Moon was so beautiful in the night sky. Full moons were always such wonderful occasions as it showed off the Goddess' power and allure. Like a witch the pale maiden wished to dance beneath the Moon and sing songs of Her praises. If only the Edge had a place of worship so that she may gift her beloved Goddess. That was one huge difference between her old home and this one. Why was there hardly anyone out? It was the night of the full moon which was meant to be a celebration!
Nuray couldn't help but snort in annoyance at those sleeping through this event. In the distant she heard a noise and, perhaps, she was not as alone as she thought. With the shadows lovingly embracing her thinly layered sides, the mare glided through the darkness like an apparition. Each placement of her hooves was calculated as she easily weaved through the trees despite the dark sky overhead.
Amusement at what she was witnessing temporarily washed away any bitter thoughts. There stood Tembovu, the mighty Glazier of the World's Edge, arguing with a glass dragon statue. "My dear." she called out as she stepped out of the shadows and into the pale light of the moon. "Surely it's best not to argue with the glass." Golden eyes shifted to the dragon that seemed nearly alive despite being made of glass. She dipped herself into a curtsy, "Good evening to you." If the glass could truly understand her had yet to be discovered but she figured she could play along with the stallion.
She watched in awe as the elephant horse seemed to have crafted a ring of beaded crystals from no where. T'was the magic of the Moon Goddess no doubt. Before she could speak a brown figure recklessly darted toward them. At first Nuray's muscles tensed, readying for a fight, but when the shadow stopped it revealed to be a young mare. One that smelled of the World's Edge. "Greetings." she murmured before turning to Tembovu once again, "Looks as if your ruckus is causing a mighty scene."
"Talk?"
ooc casually popping in hi.
@Tembovu @Ruairi
Nuray couldn't help but snort in annoyance at those sleeping through this event. In the distant she heard a noise and, perhaps, she was not as alone as she thought. With the shadows lovingly embracing her thinly layered sides, the mare glided through the darkness like an apparition. Each placement of her hooves was calculated as she easily weaved through the trees despite the dark sky overhead.
Amusement at what she was witnessing temporarily washed away any bitter thoughts. There stood Tembovu, the mighty Glazier of the World's Edge, arguing with a glass dragon statue. "My dear." she called out as she stepped out of the shadows and into the pale light of the moon. "Surely it's best not to argue with the glass." Golden eyes shifted to the dragon that seemed nearly alive despite being made of glass. She dipped herself into a curtsy, "Good evening to you." If the glass could truly understand her had yet to be discovered but she figured she could play along with the stallion.
She watched in awe as the elephant horse seemed to have crafted a ring of beaded crystals from no where. T'was the magic of the Moon Goddess no doubt. Before she could speak a brown figure recklessly darted toward them. At first Nuray's muscles tensed, readying for a fight, but when the shadow stopped it revealed to be a young mare. One that smelled of the World's Edge. "Greetings." she murmured before turning to Tembovu once again, "Looks as if your ruckus is causing a mighty scene."
"Talk?"
ooc casually popping in hi.
@Tembovu @Ruairi
@Random Event - HFH
