it has come to pass...

The bloodless and pale essence skimmed across the frozen floor. The moon was high against the black velvet backdrop. Diamonds glistened, scattered across the velvet cloth. The moon’s splendor encased her frame, igniting a soft glow about her presence as she traveled across the terrain. Her strides were fluent, like a prima ballerina, never missing a beat and in perfect harmony. The picturesque figment casually arched her slender nape while her depthless ice blue souls held a passion and a burning desire for the scenery sprawled out before her.

This was the feeling, the sensation she existed for. When time was her’s and eternity flourished all around her. She knew the consciousness of fading into oblivion and aging with time. To be caged in a mortals body was death itself, and hell was not a pretty thing. It was something she repulsed against, dreading having to experience it’s claws again. Like the snow she traveled upon, her beauty, pure, matched if not surpassed the beauty of Jack Frost. Though Nadira was far from egoistic, she would rather coalesce into her surroundings and go unnoticed. Maybe that’s why she had been searching to call the Basin her home.

It was the beasts of the air that caught her fancy and intrigue, as they called to her and guided her to the heart of the Arch. As the gathering focused itself, the moon stricken mare counted the moon goddess, as it was evident who she was, a pegasus, an equine, and two other unicorns who had been drawn into the presence of the goddess. One particular unicorn, young, had the perfume of the Basin on her, and Nadira wondered who she was. She was definitely more exquisite than all the rest and a slender smile etched itself upon her delicate façade.

It would be silly to assume that the moon goddess would care for introductions unless she was specifically interested in her, so the timeless essence simply gave a formal curtsey to the goddess in the most highly respected fashion. Dipping her silver painted crown, she took care to watch where she placed her three-foot horn, leaning into a slight bow. This was her first encounter with any of the Helovian gods and though she figured they could see right through each of their intentions, the sea foam canvas truly had no concept of the powers they bestowed upon their pawns of this world.

So with no knowledge, the bloodless and pale unicorn had no intention of asking for something, unless she should be granted a favor or a gift of sorts. Having been born under the sky’s jewels and blessed under the moonlight, it was enough for the ocean’s shadow to be in the goddess’s presence alone. An elegant crease graced her maw as her glacier souls befell on the goddess. She witnessed two others greeting the darkened one, who had called them all together, but she too wondered what the meeting was about. Only one way to find out.


(Did not win the drop Kammen [Fire Magic Drop], or the Boggart Boss [Companion Drop])