[private] and in my dreams i've kissed your lips a thousand times // oriash

[Oriash]

↼ORIASH⇁

they promised that dreams come true

For so long she imagined what life might have been like, had they stayed. Sometimes she fooled even herself with her illusions of them, her mothers beside her as she walked through the Cove and then Loess. They were so real, as many of her illusions are, though Ori could always tell the difference, at least where her mothers were concerned. Though they looked real, they never quite felt real.

She can see the difference now too, the slight imperfections that make the Kagerus that stands before her more than just a figment conjured from a lost child’s mind. Scars from living, slight asymmetries in her features. Not bad imperfections, but rather the imperfections that make life so beautiful and so hard to recreate completely. Ori can get close, and for those not looking, it would fool them. But even the greatest illusionist cannot quite recreate life.

Ori is quick in her movement to exchange breath with the mare, the gesture common, but not something Ori is prone to doing. Particularly not with her mother, who might very well smell the familiarity (though it has been so long that is unlikely), but Ori has always been quiet and reserved. Who might she have become, had life turned out differently.

Then a name, asking for her own. For a moment, she debates lying, but instead she gives the truth. ”Ori,” she says, wondering if that would be the clue her mother needs or not. She has not been Oriash for a very long time. In fact, she doesn't know who Oriash even was, or is. That girl has long since been buried. ”Thank you,” she adds, not sure what else to do with the compliment, because in the end, it is not truly her coat.

but they forgot that nightmares are dreams too

@[Kagerus]