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10-20-2016, 06:46 PM
“come down now,” they'll say!
“That’s a seashell. Apparently little creatures used to live in them and that’s all that’s left. It’s a bit sad in that regard, but I think it’s hopeful, too – there’s always something of them carrying on in the world, even if they were small and might not have had names to remember.” Snapdragon, sitting where the dry sand met the dark, wet bar, mewled thoughtfully before batting the shell aside. “Charming. I h—”
Kisamoa’s voice breezed through her like a wave, water spraying as she spun swiftly on her dime. A fair number of people had already begun to gather, some to join in and others to spectate – Tilney was there, striking up a conversation with the deeps-thing further down the strand, and she turned her face away out of reflex. Seemingly a hundred years ago she would’ve flown straight to him. Now, Ultima thought she’d rather be miles and miles away.
But her curiosity was stronger than her bruised heart, and being an unabashedly social thing, the prospect of watching alone was unnerving. There wasn’t anyone from the Falls who she recognized – a little knot of foals had gathered on a nearby dune, though. A tall filly, crowned with a pair of pale, elegantly curved horns. Two pegasi boys, one dark and dusted as if with sand, and the other a vivid red that drew her eye almost immediately. For several moments she stood with uncertainty, gaze flickering back to Tilney. But then a cloud momentarily dimmed the sun, and before it had drifted past the girl had made her choice.
“Come on,” she said quietly, extending a wing as she took a step upshore. “Oh, careful,” she added, pausing; the kitten had hopped onto the joint where her primaries began, and, “Steady,” was clambering up to his perch at her nape. Another beat, and she took off, sand scattering at her heels.
She coasted halfway and skipped across the last few meters, chirping as she approached. “Hallo! Mind if I join you?” Drawing up beside the larger colt, she smiled cheerily before peeking back at the god’s figure in the distance. More and more were funneling onto the beach to answer his call; That’s the storyteller, she thought, peering around the onlookers, And there’s Alune, and that girl, Oizys, and …
Ultima cocked her head, shooting the children a wondering look.
“What do you suppose he’ll have them do?”
@eleanor @luther @kvasir comes to watch with the babies!! xo
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