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06-12-2016, 03:33 PM
Syrena
let the water take me
His reaction to her question isn’t one she might of expected. Not that Syrena ever really expects much from something, and not that she reads expressions with anything other than a general understanding. But it seems angry and hurt and miserable all in one moment, and that she can understand. Maybe she’s wrong – quite possibly- actually. But she knows what it’s like to no longer belong to the group you should have. Her own fault, of course. Not that she’d known the price of this place.
Oh just stop it. It’s sort of sad how many times she has to tell herself that. It’s time to move on. Time to be something. Time to figure out how to be a normal - ugh, normal - horse.
He seems to recover quickly though. Another thing she’s familiar with. Pretending. Pretending that her heart doesn’t break every time she turns away from the sea. Pretending that a little pool in the recesses of the Falls is enough. It is not enough, but it is all she has. “Ah,” she says, not actually sure where to go with that conversation. She’s never heard of Dorobo, and has no idea what else she could possibly say on the matter.
Instead, he asks a question she knows how to answer, so she turns to that topic of conversation. Her voice betrays nothing, deadpan. Like a teacher reciting a fact. Not like a mare who once used to have the powers of Kelpie and a Siren. Granted, she still wanted to drown a few travelers just for the hell of it. That would not, sadly, get her any particular power in this world though. “Shape shifting water-spirits, though they usually take the form of a horse. My mother was half siren, half kelpie.
She pauses, letting that sink in. It’s probably a strange thing for someone to so casually say their mother is something that most would consider a myth. But Radine had been something amazing, and Syrena should have followed in her footsteps. Knock it off. She shakes her head slightly, like she’s a removing a fly, though she’s in fact removing her unwanted train of thought. “I can offer you a place to stay, if you want one. The Falls is quite lovely, if landscape is your thing.” The promise of water had brought her to the Falls, and now, the promise of power and titles and being something kept her there.
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Oh just stop it. It’s sort of sad how many times she has to tell herself that. It’s time to move on. Time to be something. Time to figure out how to be a normal - ugh, normal - horse.
He seems to recover quickly though. Another thing she’s familiar with. Pretending. Pretending that her heart doesn’t break every time she turns away from the sea. Pretending that a little pool in the recesses of the Falls is enough. It is not enough, but it is all she has. “Ah,” she says, not actually sure where to go with that conversation. She’s never heard of Dorobo, and has no idea what else she could possibly say on the matter.
Instead, he asks a question she knows how to answer, so she turns to that topic of conversation. Her voice betrays nothing, deadpan. Like a teacher reciting a fact. Not like a mare who once used to have the powers of Kelpie and a Siren. Granted, she still wanted to drown a few travelers just for the hell of it. That would not, sadly, get her any particular power in this world though. “Shape shifting water-spirits, though they usually take the form of a horse. My mother was half siren, half kelpie.
She pauses, letting that sink in. It’s probably a strange thing for someone to so casually say their mother is something that most would consider a myth. But Radine had been something amazing, and Syrena should have followed in her footsteps. Knock it off. She shakes her head slightly, like she’s a removing a fly, though she’s in fact removing her unwanted train of thought. “I can offer you a place to stay, if you want one. The Falls is quite lovely, if landscape is your thing.” The promise of water had brought her to the Falls, and now, the promise of power and titles and being something kept her there.
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