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let your waves crash down on me and take me away - Laurelin - 08-07-2020

Laurelin had fallen asleep and woken up in a bed of soft grasses and wildflowers, which was not the worst way to spend his time at all. He was sprawled out, as though seeing just how many flowers he could squash with his dark blue body, and rolled around a bit for good measure.

Now, though, he wasn’t sprawled out anymore but had his head up and was looking around at the early morning landscape. The river seemed to be being awfully noisy this morning and after a long debate on whether it would be worth it to get up and go investigate, Laurelin finally pushed his legs beneath his body and walked over to the bank - looking down and watching the water course over rocks.

The first time he sees a fish, the young colt nearly jumps out of his skin. A wordless shout escapes him and he turns in a circle before peering down and seeing if he can spot another. The second makes him jump a little too, how funny the idea of creatures living in water are to him.

He twists around, bright blue eyes searching for his mom and calling out while his small hooves remain fixed on the banks of the river and not one inch closer - “Is the river safe to swim in, mom?”

If it wasn’t someone sure needed to tell the fish that.


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RE: let your waves crash down on me and take me away - Chryseis - 08-15-2020

someone will love you but someone isn't me --


She had hoped that once Ivar disappeared, she would return to herself.

She suspected that it was something about the kelpie man that had kept her trapped inside the maze that was her mind, where she felt like everything was a circle or led to a dead-end. She wishes she could remember how she had arrived at that island, wishes she could remember what had taken place before she ever got there. She has parents, of that she is sure, but why can't she remember them?

There had been an accident, Ivar had told her. An accident that had shaken all of her memories right out of her and all she had now were the new ones -- of Ivar, their children, the island, and the other mares.

She is standing off to the side and watching her youngest explore the banks of the river. Something scratches at the back of her mind, a trapped memory trying to claw past the door it is shut behind. The river meant something, she knows, but she cannot find the key to unlock the door and find out what it was.

She almost does not hear Laurelin's question, even though she is staring directly at him -- through him.

Her gaze focuses on him, though, and she offers him a smile. "Parts of it are safe, yes. Where the water isn't deep, and the rapids aren't strong." She is at his side now, and she reaches down to gently pull at the tufts of his curly baby-mane. "Do you want to get in? We can find a place that is safe for you." Her youngest had not inherited any of his father's aquatic characteristics, and she is almost grateful that Ivar was not around. He held no fondness for any children that did not possess kelpie traits, and he likely would have decided that she was of no use to him anymore.

They would be better off alone, she thinks to herself as she walks along the edge of the river, searching for a place where the water was low and calm. 

-- C H R Y S E I S