02-11-2021, 05:03 PM
And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love
Eyas always thinks about this, though she never speaks on it. She always thinks about her parents; about her father, constantly. About Carnage. About how, if she’d been stronger or perhaps more powerful, she might’ve been able to change the outcome of everything.
And wasn’t that the way life was? Fate had given her a third eye, the ability to see and be seen, to alter sight, but Eyas could never go there physically. She couldn’t turn back time, only fabricate it. The failure of a thing like that… it killed her. The weight sometimes felt so unbearable that Eyas wished she could die, but there’s something about the Triplets that ceases to wither with time. A blessing? A curse? Eyas blinked at Gale’s unimpressed frown. Magic, dear brother, always has a price.
What a price they’ve paid.
Now, Eyas had her regrets and Gale had her sight. He would always be welcome to rest behind her gaze, to peer through the window of her life whenever he wished. He is (undoubtedly) the only horse she will ever trust with her many, many secrets. The only horse she will never be able to keep out, but she harbors no ill feelings at this thought. To be connected to Gale in this way had never felt like a trap - he’d always been her perfect counterweight.
If he was surely so curious, why not take a look? Why not see what Eyas won’t say? He could pluck the last time she confronted their father like he could clip a blade of grass with his teeth. See what she’d seen, puzzle out why she’d left. That was when Eyas had noticed a genuine change. I remember the shame, she thought, the shame at having to see her through his eyes. To catch her blue eyes and know the truth inside and out.
“No.” She answered him flatly. “Haven’t you?” Eyas wanted to know. It wasn’t an uncommon sort of thing, to manifest new powers or abilities over time. She’d heard of latent powers suddenly being awoken, she knew what quests were. Plainly, Eyas could see her brother no longer had his wings, but hadn’t he nearly succeeded at winning the alliance? Wasn’t there supposed to be some dangerous magic involved in that kind of stuff? Also… she suspected he was partially to blame for this Eclipse, though she had no proof.
“What’s all this about Wolfbane and changes?” Eyas finally asked. “And what happened to your wings?” She wanted to know, now questioning her earlier assumption. And how are the two related?
And wasn’t that the way life was? Fate had given her a third eye, the ability to see and be seen, to alter sight, but Eyas could never go there physically. She couldn’t turn back time, only fabricate it. The failure of a thing like that… it killed her. The weight sometimes felt so unbearable that Eyas wished she could die, but there’s something about the Triplets that ceases to wither with time. A blessing? A curse? Eyas blinked at Gale’s unimpressed frown. Magic, dear brother, always has a price.
What a price they’ve paid.
Now, Eyas had her regrets and Gale had her sight. He would always be welcome to rest behind her gaze, to peer through the window of her life whenever he wished. He is (undoubtedly) the only horse she will ever trust with her many, many secrets. The only horse she will never be able to keep out, but she harbors no ill feelings at this thought. To be connected to Gale in this way had never felt like a trap - he’d always been her perfect counterweight.
If he was surely so curious, why not take a look? Why not see what Eyas won’t say? He could pluck the last time she confronted their father like he could clip a blade of grass with his teeth. See what she’d seen, puzzle out why she’d left. That was when Eyas had noticed a genuine change. I remember the shame, she thought, the shame at having to see her through his eyes. To catch her blue eyes and know the truth inside and out.
“No.” She answered him flatly. “Haven’t you?” Eyas wanted to know. It wasn’t an uncommon sort of thing, to manifest new powers or abilities over time. She’d heard of latent powers suddenly being awoken, she knew what quests were. Plainly, Eyas could see her brother no longer had his wings, but hadn’t he nearly succeeded at winning the alliance? Wasn’t there supposed to be some dangerous magic involved in that kind of stuff? Also… she suspected he was partially to blame for this Eclipse, though she had no proof.
“What’s all this about Wolfbane and changes?” Eyas finally asked. “And what happened to your wings?” She wanted to know, now questioning her earlier assumption. And how are the two related?
Grey clouds roll over the hills, bringing darkness from above
@[Gale]
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