10-28-2018, 08:19 AM
It dragged her down, this feeling of being absolutely stupid. She felt it now as she looked at both of them, as the mare, Eilidh, stepped closer offering both comfort and company. She wanted to say yes, wanted to let her join her but the large male still hovered in her line of sight and she wasn’t quite sure yet what to do with him. Her body wanted to shake, but she forced it to be still. Her hooves wanted to dance, but she forced them to be steady. She says nothing again for a long moment, her eyes clearly on the stallion, clearly waiting for him to do something.
It has been so long since Him, that she has forgotten that there were good ones out there. Good ones like her Da.
“Do you lie Leilan?” His name sounding odd to her ears as it rolls off her tongue. She has made a decision in those few moments of quiet and though the words want to choke her as they come out she questions him anyways. One simply did not question the words of Him. “Do you offer honey flavored words only to become the monster of nightmares once you bring home the ones you find?” She knew nothing of kingdom. She has been hiding since he was declared dead and she hasn’t been able to force herself from being scared.
For years she has hidden herself away, talking to no one but the birds when they would listen and slowly feeling the passing of yet another day...or week, or month. She tries to be steady as she moves, settling closer to the mare, because she reminds her of the one who she had tried to befriend before Tarnished had swallowed her with his darkness.
“My name is Willa.” She says after another small breath, her voice still quiet, barely heard over the rushing water but she blinks her eyes from the stallion to take a look at Eilidh, a very small, barely there smile curling her lips. The feeling felt odd on her face, her eyes starting to slide away from her, but Willa makes a very determined effort to stop herself from immediately looking back to him.
“I remember long ago, stories my Da told me, that he had heard from others, that sometimes the dead come back to life here. Do you think that is true?” It was an odd question, but she asks her anyways, hoping behind hope that her answer is no.
It has been so long since Him, that she has forgotten that there were good ones out there. Good ones like her Da.
“Do you lie Leilan?” His name sounding odd to her ears as it rolls off her tongue. She has made a decision in those few moments of quiet and though the words want to choke her as they come out she questions him anyways. One simply did not question the words of Him. “Do you offer honey flavored words only to become the monster of nightmares once you bring home the ones you find?” She knew nothing of kingdom. She has been hiding since he was declared dead and she hasn’t been able to force herself from being scared.
For years she has hidden herself away, talking to no one but the birds when they would listen and slowly feeling the passing of yet another day...or week, or month. She tries to be steady as she moves, settling closer to the mare, because she reminds her of the one who she had tried to befriend before Tarnished had swallowed her with his darkness.
“My name is Willa.” She says after another small breath, her voice still quiet, barely heard over the rushing water but she blinks her eyes from the stallion to take a look at Eilidh, a very small, barely there smile curling her lips. The feeling felt odd on her face, her eyes starting to slide away from her, but Willa makes a very determined effort to stop herself from immediately looking back to him.
“I remember long ago, stories my Da told me, that he had heard from others, that sometimes the dead come back to life here. Do you think that is true?” It was an odd question, but she asks her anyways, hoping behind hope that her answer is no.