all of time and space, everywhere and anywhere, every star that ever was
She freezes as a familiar voice says her name and the world around her seems to slow down as she turns her head to face him. A range of emotions flood the starlit mare but only one seems to find footing above the rest. Above the fear, the sadness, the surprise and disgust… Anger takes dominance. He is calm and curious, just like the old Gale. If there had ever been an old Gale to begin with. She says nothing as he comes closer, deathly still except for the swirling of her frigid silver eyes and a slight ruffling from the new wings across her back. The thought dawns on her that she could take flight right now but she smothers it as quickly as it comes. It would be pointless, when he can easily come after her in whatever form he wished.
Besides, she has no desire to run.
Not this time.
He looks down at her legs and she purses her lips as her gaze grows harder. When he asks who had healed her, she finally gives him a cold smile and ignores his question entirely. “What a pleasant surprise.” She states flatly, obviously anything but thrilled to see him. Despite wanting to go after Gale the moment Nashua had returned, she had enough common sense to see how that would go. They still needed more time, she still needed to be stronger. And until she could go back to the Mountain with her quest fulfilled, she was grossly disadvantaged.
This was not how things were suppose to go down. But as she had already died once, she doubts a second death could be much worse. It seems inevitable after all.
“Come for another taste have you?” The smile lingers but never seems to meet her eyes as she stares him down and lets her wings unfurl and flare behind her, letting the slow burn of her anger consume her. It was dangerous, provoking him like this, but she can’t find it in her to care. If it’s a fight he wants, she was happy to give it to him.
Besides, she has no desire to run.
Not this time.
He looks down at her legs and she purses her lips as her gaze grows harder. When he asks who had healed her, she finally gives him a cold smile and ignores his question entirely. “What a pleasant surprise.” She states flatly, obviously anything but thrilled to see him. Despite wanting to go after Gale the moment Nashua had returned, she had enough common sense to see how that would go. They still needed more time, she still needed to be stronger. And until she could go back to the Mountain with her quest fulfilled, she was grossly disadvantaged.
This was not how things were suppose to go down. But as she had already died once, she doubts a second death could be much worse. It seems inevitable after all.
“Come for another taste have you?” The smile lingers but never seems to meet her eyes as she stares him down and lets her wings unfurl and flare behind her, letting the slow burn of her anger consume her. It was dangerous, provoking him like this, but she can’t find it in her to care. If it’s a fight he wants, she was happy to give it to him.
-- Ciri
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