[open] golden days; Leliana and any

[Isilya]

Isilya

yet it was not that nature had shed o'er the scene
her purest of crystal and brightest of green

Although Isilya could, if she wished, create wings of her own – her breath catches at the sight of Leliana flying towards her. She was literally flying over on wings of sunshine! The golden-pointed mare may shimmer in the sunlight herself, but the sight of Leliana flying towards her was the most beautiful sight she had ever seen – the very embodiment of a sunrise in a living and breathing mare.

Just as Isilya was being dazzled by the sight of her friend landing and coming to greet her – Leliana doesn’t just land and stop the usual distance away. She moves closer!! She embraces her!! The greeting from Leliana is so wonderful, so absolutely exactly what Isilya had been hoping for, that the sweet girl almost chokes up. She’s grateful for the hug in more ways than she can count – how long has it been since she has been hugged? She’s embarrassed to count the years – but most of all because it gives her a chance to blink away the small welling of happy tears that form in her eyes.

It just would not do for her to go around, crying like that! Not when she was here with her new and, already, very dear friend.

“I’m glad I’m here too.” Isilya whispers as she wraps her neck around the other mare’s neck, enjoying the embrace – enjoying this moment – and she’s beaming with a smile when they part.

Her hazel gaze follows Leliana’s back to the rivers of fire that had drawn her attention “They are fascinating..." And then, a little softer and a little more honestly - "if a little daunting.” And then, because she can’t help but ask at least one question about them of the hundred or so that are humming through her mind. “Do they run all throughout Tephra?” 

’twas not her soft magic of streamlet or rill
oh! no, it was something more exquisite still

table by Laura | art by Nikkayla

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