04-28-2020, 04:01 PM
oceane
with tremulous cadence slow, and bring
the eternal note of sadness in
the eternal note of sadness in
Slowly, the opaline mare regains her health. Pangea had been unkind to her lungs and her stomach, filling her with too much dust and not enough nutrition, but now her incessant cough has dwindled to the occasional clearing of her throat, and while her hips are still uncomfortably noticeable, they are only just.
Truthfully, the time she has spent with Alcinder and Lepis has done more to heal her than Loess' crisp air and meal options. She has made sure to spend an ample amount of time in the presence of both her son and her dearest friend. There is something to be said for having a support system.
Alcinder had been busy in her absence ─ growing, exploring, recruiting.
Oceane hadn't believed that he had convinced Soran to remain within the borders of the foothills until her return, but the dappled stallion's scent was strong in their canyon den. Despite his agreement to remain in Loess, he is evasive ─ though she, too, is constantly on the move ─ so when the purple and purple woman finally sets her bright eyes on the scarred stallion near one of the northern hot springs, she calls out clearly to him beneath the orange light of the setting sun.
"I asked my son what his secret was," she says warmly as she comes to rest beside the dappled stallion. She plants a gentle nudge on his shoulder before turning her amber eyes to the hot springs, "But he couldn't tell me what it was that had finally convinced you to stay." She smiles, her gaze turning back to the stallion as her nostrils flare at his welcomed scent.
"It's good to see you, Soran." It feels like a confession, the way it quietly slips from her mouth. It would be a lie to say she hadn't thought of the mysterious, noncommittal man during her time in the wasteland. Part of her had searched for him, curious if his nomadic wanderings would ever carry him into Anaxarete's realm. "Tomorrow, I'd like to talk about the possibility of you staying, but ─" she clears her throat and shifts her weight uncomfortably, turning an expectant gaze on the man, "─ But tonight, can we just enjoy each others' company?"
Truthfully, the time she has spent with Alcinder and Lepis has done more to heal her than Loess' crisp air and meal options. She has made sure to spend an ample amount of time in the presence of both her son and her dearest friend. There is something to be said for having a support system.
Alcinder had been busy in her absence ─ growing, exploring, recruiting.
Oceane hadn't believed that he had convinced Soran to remain within the borders of the foothills until her return, but the dappled stallion's scent was strong in their canyon den. Despite his agreement to remain in Loess, he is evasive ─ though she, too, is constantly on the move ─ so when the purple and purple woman finally sets her bright eyes on the scarred stallion near one of the northern hot springs, she calls out clearly to him beneath the orange light of the setting sun.
"I asked my son what his secret was," she says warmly as she comes to rest beside the dappled stallion. She plants a gentle nudge on his shoulder before turning her amber eyes to the hot springs, "But he couldn't tell me what it was that had finally convinced you to stay." She smiles, her gaze turning back to the stallion as her nostrils flare at his welcomed scent.
"It's good to see you, Soran." It feels like a confession, the way it quietly slips from her mouth. It would be a lie to say she hadn't thought of the mysterious, noncommittal man during her time in the wasteland. Part of her had searched for him, curious if his nomadic wanderings would ever carry him into Anaxarete's realm. "Tomorrow, I'd like to talk about the possibility of you staying, but ─" she clears her throat and shifts her weight uncomfortably, turning an expectant gaze on the man, "─ But tonight, can we just enjoy each others' company?"
"@[Soran]"
i must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
and all i ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by
and all i ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by