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Sunshine and smiles -- Amorette - Saedìs - 02-27-2018 Saedís is the archetype of youthful innocence – traipsing through the lands of Tephra like some silly girl; pearl-white and with flowers in her hair and laughter in her chest. Her body might have grown – but her heart is a girl’s heart. Adult was a title she carried in only the vaguest, more impractical manner imaginable. For is she not the same mare who only this morning had lain – splay-legged and laughing in the sand? Wasn´t she the mare who had initiated a game of tag with a random comrade, out of the sheer delight she found in running freely across the shore? Yes, she was the one who walked with the stars at her side, and she was the one who laughed too much, too often. She was not a mare, but a girl-child, dream-spun and sinless, and braided within her wind-combed mane was loyalty and truth. Saedís could not tell you why she chose to approach the mare; dark-skinned like her volatile lover. But there ends the similarities; this mare is of sunshine and wildflowers. Saedís can sense a kinship to her – two carefree animals, with their manes in windswept tangles, sand on their hides and salt on their legs. Saedís was ever the compassionate and sweet creature and she wears the smile of a friend as she goes to greet this stranger; this mare who was so obviously child of these very shores, unlike Saedís. She did not care – or perhaps she simply did not notice – that her mane and tail were ensnarled with twigs and leaves, and mud now tarnished the pale flesh of her body. ”Hello” she chimes, bells on the wind ”I am Saedís” In the tongue of her first home – Saedís literally means “Goddess of the sea”. But for creatures whose voices are the wind on a lonely night, or the river as it rushes past, names have more than just a meaning – they have emotion. Saedís most closely refers to distance. The word depicts the deities and their untouchable beauty, their near-intangibility. And she is so much the same as the sea that wove her very fiber that she could take on no other name. If Saedís was a title before, it is a name now, the very essence of her soul. Yes, she is Saedís. Of the sea. Born and raised by it. @[Amorette] RE: Sunshine and smiles -- Amorette - Amorette - 03-03-2018 Again, one little thing had been enough to make her hide. She knows it is stupid to let herself be influenced this easily by such a thing, and yet she had let it happen again. First she had tried to run, had fled to the forest, but in the end Amorette had wind up in Tephra again. After showing Mura around, she had thus slipped off in the darkness of the volcano’s many caves. Here she’d found the solitude she had been looking for. Amorette Quand on n'a que l'amour. RE: Sunshine and smiles -- Amorette - Saedìs - 03-05-2018 What makes a home? A welcoming. The reverse of a goodbye. A hello. Something that told you there is warmth in a place, something that bids you to draw nearer. Something that may not have reason but instead calls to your instincts. Tephra, Saedís knew, held many things. Perhaps a haven for her erratic tendencies? Amorette is a study in sun-bright smiles and candid kindness and Saedís finds herself as at home with her as she does the Tephran shores. Saedís observed; in her eyes, there was knowing – an almost eerie connection to this stranger-mare as she spoke soft unmistakable words. Her voice fell like honey in Saedís ears, soft and pungent, and Saedís offers her own pale nose in greeting – breathing in the essence that is Amorette – all cinnamon and spice, sugarcane and amaranth. Saedís thinks that the other is beautiful; poets would call her heartbreaking, but to the dreamers she was romantic. Saedís, pure-hearted and innocent and bereft of the confines of personal space and integrity lets her nose touch Amorettes, a small sign of friendship and affinity she has no real reason to feel but does anyway. ”Amorette” she smiles then; all birdsong and sea-spray. ”It suits you” It was awhile then before she turned to answer the second question; it took her some time to gather her thoughts from the mountaintops and the stars – the nooks and crannies of which she had wandered in her solitude. And when she does reply, she is not looking at Amorette’s eye but rather inside; perhaps contemplating that the others’ eye be the doorway to her mind. ”I could not have wished for a better home. And what of you Amorette, how is Tephra treating you? I assume you have been here quite some time – tell me, please, of her secrets. What made you come here in the first place?” Saedís lilting voice treads upon the winds not to dance but tiptoe to her ear. There is unbridled curiosity in her eye; a thought, a dream, a whimsical ideal that the two mares share and are the same. @[Amorette] RE: Sunshine and smiles -- Amorette - Amorette - 03-09-2018 Her lips curl into a smile when Saedìs accepts her greeting. The white mare’s hot breath hits her sensitive flesh, and Amorette returns the favour. The exchange tells her more about Saedìs. Her scent tells of places Amore has yet to visit, and yet it is Tephran too. Aside from that she sees the gentle sweetness that is Saedìs. No pretence, no dishonesty, just Saedìs and the white mare is brave enough to show herself like that to Amore, who should be a stranger. Should be, but Amorette does not experience it as such either. Amorette Quand on n'a que l'amour. OOC: You have such a poetic way of writing Saedìs, is such a pleasure to read! Almost feel like I’m spoiling it with my scruffy reply <3. RE: Sunshine and smiles -- Amorette - Saedìs - 03-11-2018 The gentle smile never leaves her lips as Amorette speaks; and her seaglimmer eyes never leaves the others’ sunlit face. There was intrigue in their crystalline depths, the raw recesses of a dreamer’s soul, fearless and fateful. She was transparent before Amorette’s gentle eyes, vulnerable, carefree; and fearless. Saedís lips brim full of pleasantries and poetries which, today, could be neither ridiculous nor base in motivation. She is determined to preserve the candid grandeur of their tone, for she is tired of simple hellos and how are yous. Delighted as she might be to be introduced to strangers (compatriots now) she longs for more direct conversation; for less of the distancing formulas, for more worthy conversation and this is certainly a start. Her laughter; waves along the shore and feather-light matches that of Amorette, and her own neck too curves in a small bow; a childlike imitation of Amorette’s, and her eyes dance with dreamlight. ”My mother certainly thought so” she jests, in response to Amorette’s first question. ”She named me after it” She listens to the rest of the story; bright-eyed and attentive. Oh, there are few things Saedís likes more than the simple act of listening; the sharing of soul-pieces and dreams. ”Changed?” she echoes; curiosity sparkling in the sea-depth of her gaze. She means not to bring up painful memories, with her child-like innocence Saedís is oblivious to the cause and effect such questions can hold. There is so much she wants to ask; to know, about this kindred spirit with sunlight on her brow and passionate kindness in her eye. ”What happened to your father, if you don´t mind me asking.” her words are gentle on the sea-breeze – she means not to prod, and she certainly does not wish to plague her newfound friend with hurtful pieces of a past sometimes best left forgotten. But Amorette does not linger on the subject; and Saedís is quick to follow in this dance of words and conversation. She laughs again; birdsong and star-glimmer. ”You are right! Some things are best experienced. I have yet to venture further into her heart. I must confess I haven´t strayed far away from the ocean’s side since I got here. Although I must confess I am quite curious of that volcano.” @[Amorette] Nooo, don´t be silly - Amorette is adorable and I absolutely love them together <3 RE: Sunshine and smiles -- Amorette - Amorette - 03-12-2018 The air around them is light, and for the first time in a quite a while Amorette feels carefree. The white mare’s presence allows her to be herself, to drop the pretence, and she only realises the weight of her burden now she has dropped it from her shoulders – temporary. Amorette Quand on n'a que l'amour. @[Saedìs] Sorry -notsorry- <3 RE: Sunshine and smiles -- Amorette - Saedìs - 03-21-2018 Saedís brims with enthusiasm as she eyes the bright-eyed longing in the eyes of Amorette, in her soft words and sweetly-tilted head. Her own emotions; resting on the surface of her skin like salt on beach tumble and roil together with her companion – there is something, some ache in Amorette´s eyes that Saedís cannot help but want to ease. And she does so with a light touch of pale-white nose to black shoulder – for Saedís is a creature who says little, but who sees much. The melancholy in Amorette´s eyes has not gone unnoticed; the meaning behind her words is not lost upon Saedís. It is a simple gesture, one of friendship and understanding, but it is enough. Saedís sea-star eyes trail the lines of the landscape that was smothered in the solemnity of history (is it history if it has never happened? What are the echoes if not memories stored in the untouched landmarks or in the centuries-old water?) Suddenly; she is subdued and deeply impressed and she wondered – briefly, with wistfulness that was uncharacteristic of her – if it would be like this always. Even as she stood, with the fabled aurum cooled beneath her feet, listening to Amorette’s story, glory´s grip loosened on the shores of legend and drifted with the breeze toward some unattainable purity, some everlasting perfection beyond the scope of mortal men. The Kings and Queens in their crowns of gilded steel had left passing marks on the rolling green hills and the burning volcano over which they presided. But to Saedís – standing here in the heart of the kingdom; knowing only that which Amorette shares with her – all was new and unexplored and ripe. But Amorette does not linger on a past she has no sanction to change – and Saedís looks away into the distance where the volcano looms with a hungry gesture mirrored by Amorette. Saedís smiles at the sun-bright teasing tone of her friend; she has been infected with the enthusiasm in Amorette’s voice and the ominous mountain beckons in the distance. ”It is” she quips – starry-eyed and full of life. ”Luckily for me, I happen to know someone who I am sure could take me there and tell me all about it” she teases, and there is adventure in her eye and her words are coated in playful delight. @[Amorette] RE: Sunshine and smiles -- Amorette - Amorette - 03-24-2018 The gentle touch on her shoulder makes her look up, meeting Saedìs gaze with a small smile. She’s thankful for the small gesture, one of companionship and support, to say that she isn’t there on her own. And that Amorette appreciates. In favour of lightly pressing the velvet of her nose against the side of Saedìs mouth she bends her neck. No words are needed. Amorette Quand on n'a que l'amour. |