[open] Feeling your warmth flow away is the sensation I trust the most; Any!

[Dawn]

everything we are, it just went away
with a slide of the tongue and a sour taste

It’s hard for her to think about how much has changed these past few years, since the plague struck Beqanna and rained turmoil down upon them.

Before the plague, it was her and Sunny against the world; best friends, never to be parted. Their ruling home was Hyaline and Dawn was in love with the place and its bitterly cold lake and her people, and their queens were happy, healthy, and adored. The children she met here – when she was but a child herself – were all friends, laughing and playing together. But there was no Silver Cove in her past – no Isilme and Austra, either. As much as she longs for simpler times, she would never go back if given the opportunity.

She is alone for once, which is both pleasant and uncomfortable. She has grown so used to the company of the twins that any time spent without them feels weird to her, but the girls had wanted to explore parts of the Cove that weren’t the beach. She has to admit she is constantly drawn towards the crashing waves and obsidian sand, having spent so much time here when she first arrives, and it is here that her hooves carry her.

Her eyes fall on the black mare standing at the seashore, her jet black coat nearly blending with the sand. She nickers to the other mare to announce her presence, her long legs carrying her quickly to the woman’s side. “Hello,” she says with a smile, catching a whiff of Loess on the other’s hide. “My name is Dawn. What brings you to the Cove on this beautiful day?”

Dawn

oh, it's gonna be a long night

@[Caelestra]