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Conversations in the Mists

Hellena Posts: 64
World's Edge Seer
Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.2 hh :: 26 Buff: NOVICE
Whit
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11-27-2012, 10:58 PM


The mists, they dance, roam, twist and turn, creating abstract, terrifying and yet comforting in their gentle embrace. They linger about me, like they have done all my life, and now I see that they also linger about the new leader of this moonlit land. My eyes are unwavering in their hard stare, penetrating the mists and gripping onto her own golden gaze with a fierce resolve. I see the thoughts churning in her head, I see how she watches me – how she understands me.

Something softens the harsh, marble-like façade that I had crafted to hide my true feelings. It is amusement, a quizzical, understanding, almost comradely amusement. She does not hesitate in her question, she did not waste time in small talk, or filling in the gaps of time with fluff, with nonsensical chatter.

“Just as the leader before you ruled the Edge with me as their Seer, and all those since my father, I will not oppose your rule.” Just as she did not hesitate, I did not, making it clear that as long as my position as Seer of these lands was not disputed, she would have my support. It wasn’t that I was heartless, that I cared little for other souls who might live within these lands too. I was not a leader, I could not rally the loyalty and love of followers, I was devoted to my land, to the celestial Goddess of the Moon, and while I could appreciate the company of a kindred spirit – it would take a very extraordinary individual to divert my attention off my path within the mists.

My façade glazes over then, I return to my distant, guarded self, shrouded in fog, mist and intrigue. My leonine tail swishes back and forth gently, further encouraging the mists to dance about us. A small, blurry smile curves my lips, and I tilt my horned crown towards this one who would be my leader.

“I will follow you Mirage, for as long as you are within the World’s Edge.”

And at that, I turn my pale, petite form around, and allow the mists to swallow me up. Never fear, Dragonhearted One, I shall arrive to your next call, before you even need to make it.



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Conversations in the Mists - by Mirage - 11-11-2012, 10:07 PM
RE: Conversations in the Mists - by Hellena - 11-11-2012, 10:08 PM
RE: Conversations in the Mists - by Mirage - 11-11-2012, 10:09 PM
RE: Conversations in the Mists - by Hellena - 11-27-2012, 10:58 PM

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