03-23-2022, 12:30 PM
ISRAFEL
It had been a few years since Israfel had come home to live in Nerine, to live with Reave, but it didn’t feel like a long time. Her days were filled with sunshine instead of shadows - with standing on the cliffs and watching the weather move across the ocean. Even the changing of the Beqanna landscape did not faze her here. Nerine was still whole and safe and that was all that mattered.
She is wandering around those cliffs this morning, the spring sunshine sending shafts through the clouds that glint on her golden coat.
She is close enough to see the beach below, and knows there are caves down there - but she hasn’t been in them since that first day. Sometimes, when she spots those golden birds circling in the sky she remembers how long it had been before she stopped feeling like blood was coating her.
Israfel hasn’t even used that ability since that day either - finding no desire to walk around disintegrating rocks or trees.
Nothing but seagulls are swooping through the air now and the golden mare turns her attention away from the ocean - hoping, as she does every day, to see a glimpse of a bone-armoured stallion walking around his kingdom.
She is wandering around those cliffs this morning, the spring sunshine sending shafts through the clouds that glint on her golden coat.
She is close enough to see the beach below, and knows there are caves down there - but she hasn’t been in them since that first day. Sometimes, when she spots those golden birds circling in the sky she remembers how long it had been before she stopped feeling like blood was coating her.
Israfel hasn’t even used that ability since that day either - finding no desire to walk around disintegrating rocks or trees.
Nothing but seagulls are swooping through the air now and the golden mare turns her attention away from the ocean - hoping, as she does every day, to see a glimpse of a bone-armoured stallion walking around his kingdom.
@Reave