The Endless Blue had became a sacred location in the reverence of the blue roan mare that now roamed across its cooling, amber sands. This had quickly matured into one of her favorite places in all of Helovia, and rightfully so. Here was where her daughter had gotten her first hazy introduction to the world, and had taken her first trembling steps; where she had finally accepted the feelings she shared for Azzuen, now her devoutly beloved mate and dearest companion, as well as where she had first demonstrated her magic to him amongst the stars, and he to her; here she had found the amulet that now swung like a pendulum from her neck as she walked, glowing faintly in the moonlight due to the magic harbored within.

As usual at this time of day, Columba soared nearby, for it was her preferent constellation to animate. She adored flying next to the heavenly aviary, enthralled by the exhilaration of sailing alongside a creature of the stars: a literal tenant of the infinite reaches of space, which she so passionately yearned to explore. Even absent of flying she treasured the company when lingering across Helovia under the cover of nightfall, when things were quiet and still and peaceful.

It was rare that she came across another in these sparse late night wanderings, and she was almost always contented when she did, as she was now. A statuesque figure had caught her eyes, breast deep in the saline solution, the ritual ebb and flow of the tide gently thrumming against her svelte physique. Beads of rain rippled on the surface of the ocean as the fell from the heavens, the cool fluid likewise descending upon Cassiopeia's frame, though she paid it little heed.

The unicorn seemed deep in thought, as was profoundly easy when reigned in by the hypnotizing beauty of the sea: her untamed restlessness; her inability to be conquered; her utter unpredictability. She waited until she was near enough for her legato voice to reach her ears, her vocalism feminine and gentle as it poured from her lips. "She is beautiful - the sea - isn't she? She is what everyone yearns to be; free, spontaneous, boundless." She was now submersed in the waters, a swarm of fish fleetly assuming position at her hooves. She was unsure what had caused her to greet the mare in such a manner, she only hoped she could relate in some way.

She too now stood bosom deep, relishing in the soothing motion of the tide as the acrid waves lightly kissed her sleek, silvern pelage. "Excuse my manners, my name is Cassiopeia. Who might you be?" Columba had been long gone by now, her scintillating structure now vaguely assembled once again in its natural state within the stars. To occupy its space, Cassiopeia had beckoned the constellation Delphinus to emerge from its emplacement in the infinite heavenly waters of the stars.

She conducted the ethereal creature of the sea to make its way toward the unicorn and pegasus submerged in the shallow depths. Its iridescent body glided with ease through the saline waters, an array of pearlescent debris dancing freely in its wake. It leaped from its watery encampment, absolved from the bonds of gravity for merely an instant. Light radiated from its sleek contours, setting the encompassing water's surface ablaze with the fiery pigment of an inferno. It emit an echoing trill in a jubilant salutation to the pair in the shoals before becoming deluged once again.

It then resumed its aqueous journey, darting swiftly much like a torpedo through the brine, its fluke tail propelling it forward with ease. With haste it approached them, and once it did, it swam zealously around the unicorn. Excitedly it hoisted it's luminous body above the water, face to face with the horned maiden, balancing on its tail as it pumped effortfully. Playfully it touched its nose against her velvety muzzle, then promptly and with great ardency leaped from the tides, arcing backward with great dramatization and emitting a trill as it did so.

It plunged into the shallow waters, cambering just enough to barely disturb the sand below it. A spray of liquid became airborne, some of the droplets clinging their the roans' fur. Sometimes Cass's creations took on a life of their own. She enjoyed witnessing such occasions.