[open] love that journey for me

[Mazikeen]

“What.” Mazikeen asks herself under her breath while she’s still a distance away. That’s the moment when she begins to drift towards the lake. She was starting to settle in here - it helped that there were familiar faces. Wherever Breach wanted to make her home was good enough for her, and though there was always going to be a sense of fondness for the Cove she found this mountainous land growing on her. It was a joy to soar through the peaks as an osprey, to dive into the lake and swim as an otter, to try her skills at following the vertical invisible pathways of the mountain goats. Time had not yet stolen her enjoyment at every shape she could take. Right now, though, she was looking at something she had never seen before. Part horse, part… fish? But unlike any fish Mazikeen had ever seen. There are many questions she wants to ask - most of them variants of ‘what the fuck’ but the one that the young orange-eyed mare asks as she comes to stand on the shore, keeping a careful distance away, is: “Have you been living in our lake?”

image by Reitro

@[Sabal]