[private] just a relic

[Agetta]

The laughter that her teasing calls forth brings a brighter smile to her expression, warm and delighted. His laughter is pleasant in her ears, not least because she’s missed these simple interactions – the small joys. And then, moments later, the response her question gets is so surprising, so blunt and crass, that Agetta cannot help but laugh herself. It’s a short burst, light and warm and it fades just as quickly because the sound of her laugh surprises her just as much as his response. It has been a long time since she has laughed. She shifts a little as he emerges from the river, though there’s plenty of room on the bank of the river she does not need to make more for him. She’s momentarily distracted by the easing of the storm, curious but not immediately connecting it to him. But the weather isn’t as interesting as the dual-faced stallion now standing near her. The name he gives tickles something at the back of her mind – a name she should know, but she has forgotten. She searches his face, eyes clouded over with confusion briefly, as she tries to dig into her memories but she comes up empty. This certainly troubles her, of course, but she forces herself not to worry about it. After all, she has lived for nearly a century and a half (including a brief visit to the land of the dead) – she is bound to forget names here and there. So the confusion ebbs and fades away, back into the depths of her mind. “Agetta.” She offers in response, dipping her white head a little as she does.  She does not expect to have her name recognized any more. That time faded away long, long ago. His next words are not a question but she responds to them anyway – her dark eyes focused on his golden ones, curious about whether or not he’s a ghost from the past like her or if he’s part of this new Beqanna. She’s suspects the former, fueled by the small flicker of recognition at his name, though it is based on precious little else. Maybe simply because everyone else she has met recently is old like her and she comes to expect it, like they're all being called back for some purpose. “No, I don’t suppose you would have. I’m newly returned, it’s been a long time since I’ve walked these common lands. Not since the land was shaped differently and different kingdoms were in power.”

headshot by Leah! <3


@[Set]