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look at the fire and think of me
Wide wings carry her thick bodice through the air, hovering through the sky without much of a thought. She is bored, feeling empty and without purpose. Cyan eyes are dull as they peer at the ground below her. Yet, something snags her attention and her mind begins to wander. What is going on down there? Weight shifts and the dame begins to descend from the clouds, all four hooves lightly landing on the ground as she does so. “Tell me creatures… If you could wish but one thing of the Gods, and have it come true, either for the whole of existence or just for you… What would it be?” She folds her wings and walks forward to the voice, slipping through the crowd of other equines to get a glimpse of this questioning soul. A smoking serval, wrapped around a tree branch. She hears the voices of the other equines, but she pays little attention to them as they list off their wishes. Nikoleta, she desires many things, she has a want for all the things that she can’t have. The girl is very aware that she cannot sit around and just wait to get these things though, she knows she has to earn them. However, this cat had mentioned the Gods. She was unfamiliar with these Gods, and one of her desires is to know more about them. What would she personally ask of them? That was a difficult question that she mulled over while the other’s continued to voice out their own desires.
Finally, she speaks, “I wish to be known for something. I want to have a purpose, but to do that I don't believe I can do it as I am. I wish for magic, or something to help me through my adventures. Perhaps a companion, one of the two, or both. I want to be great.” was that too much to ask for? Well, if they were Gods then perhaps her wish was just something they could easily conjure up for her. She decided she should not worry about it, even though perhaps her wish sounded selfish. There was no reason to quite mull over it, if the Gods wished to speak to her about this then so be it, if they didn’t then that was fine too.
The Lusitano mare then took the time to take a peek at the other horses. There were plenty of unicorns around, some were young and some were older, both mares and stallions. A dark stallion with a white face and read eyes, a pale filly with both wings and horns, another young pegasus, and then Hector. She didn’t know how she didn’t recognize him before, and she felt a little stupid for not even greeting him. Maybe now wasn’t even the time for this crowd to communicate amongst themselves, so instead she only made her way over towards the stallion and simply stood next to him. She had missed his wish, but perhaps she would ask about it later. For now, she would just have to be patient and see what would happen in this situation. What would the serval say now, would he keep quiet and let more equines come forth, was a god going to appear? She didn’t know and she simply stayed silent just for the sake of everyone else.
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