03-29-2021, 06:50 PM
And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love
“Can’t?” Eyas lipped, and then much quieter, “Or won’t?”
She knew the answer. Gale was … not like her. Tiercel was not like her. The dream of having the past in all its rosy perfection was impossible; the little pegasus mare felt it slipping through her grasp like so many grains of sand on her brother’s beach.
Then it was settled. Eyas shivered uncontrollably and let the ache settle alongside the others in her heart, where it could blacken like the rest of her, and that very moment Gale died for the second time. Perhaps it was for the best; so much had already been ruined by their line, and in a stupid, outdated fashion her brother was choosing the right thing when that choice meant losing everything in return. He was a hero, and Eyas…
Eyas was a mother now.
She had children of her own, one who’d been wronged by her and deserved every right to give it back to her as she expected he would, sooner rather than later. The other two were the crowning joy of her life, and with the last vestiges of that she would cling onto living for them, but not one moment after. If Gale was intent to die then she was also, and this time she intended to make sure of it. No starvation, no half-assed fights with dragons. A real and true reunion with the horses she couldn’t live without.
If Gale could have his heroic deed, then she could have this secret promise to herself. Eyas tucked the plans away and lifted her nose, mouth pursed to offer her blue boy a farewell kiss. “I can’t stay here and pretend to be on board with this.” She told him sadly, “I hope the fey grant your wish, and that you have five years instead of two.”
Ready to end the conversation she lifted her hooves and walked a few strides, but a second later she paused as if remembering something. “And Gale?” Eyas turned to address him, blinking in the dark, “If ‘it’ happens before you have enough sense to go to the mountain and stop it, just know that I’ll be watching.”
Not a threat.
A sibling's promise.
She knew the answer. Gale was … not like her. Tiercel was not like her. The dream of having the past in all its rosy perfection was impossible; the little pegasus mare felt it slipping through her grasp like so many grains of sand on her brother’s beach.
Then it was settled. Eyas shivered uncontrollably and let the ache settle alongside the others in her heart, where it could blacken like the rest of her, and that very moment Gale died for the second time. Perhaps it was for the best; so much had already been ruined by their line, and in a stupid, outdated fashion her brother was choosing the right thing when that choice meant losing everything in return. He was a hero, and Eyas…
Eyas was a mother now.
She had children of her own, one who’d been wronged by her and deserved every right to give it back to her as she expected he would, sooner rather than later. The other two were the crowning joy of her life, and with the last vestiges of that she would cling onto living for them, but not one moment after. If Gale was intent to die then she was also, and this time she intended to make sure of it. No starvation, no half-assed fights with dragons. A real and true reunion with the horses she couldn’t live without.
If Gale could have his heroic deed, then she could have this secret promise to herself. Eyas tucked the plans away and lifted her nose, mouth pursed to offer her blue boy a farewell kiss. “I can’t stay here and pretend to be on board with this.” She told him sadly, “I hope the fey grant your wish, and that you have five years instead of two.”
Ready to end the conversation she lifted her hooves and walked a few strides, but a second later she paused as if remembering something. “And Gale?” Eyas turned to address him, blinking in the dark, “If ‘it’ happens before you have enough sense to go to the mountain and stop it, just know that I’ll be watching.”
Not a threat.
A sibling's promise.
Grey clouds roll over the hills, bringing darkness from above
@[Gale]
@[The Monsters] mess up her Possession, please.
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