AuroraElis
AuroraElis
The galaxies shine brilliantly overhead as the pair rest. The rise and fall of her chest is steady throughout the night, hinting that she is very much still alive. Winters end is nearing, and the chill tonight is tolerable, but the shared warmth is welcoming between them.
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Her dreams come and go tonight. Bits of the day replay, mixed with harsh realities of her past. They are playing in the river, laughing without care. Then suddenly there is fire surrounding them. The trees are engulfed within moments and they are trapped. Luckily the water keeps them safe as they huddle together watching the smoke swirl around them. The fear and shear panic in Jacks eyes as he is frozen in place has her whispering reassurances out loud. "It'll be ok Jack. We will make it I promise," her words are barely audible against the babbling of the river in the distance.
Her dream then shifts from a blazing inferno to a grassy meadow. They are grazing lazily in the mid-summer heat. Her ivory tail flicks to brush flies from her legs as she munches on the tall grasses. Trees line the northern edge of the meadow beckoning them to seek shelter within their shade. Her head rises as she whickers gently. Her ears flicker to the sound of children laughing. Her head turns in confusion, her eyes finding two red and white foals coming to her side. The moment of confusion turns to clarity as she acknowledges knowing these children as hers. Jack is not far from her side as she looks to the tree line once again. Her mind wills her to move forward and towards the trees but she remains unmoved, staring into the dark shadows of the forest. There is a faint glow, a pair of red dots seemingly floating in the darkness. Explanation escapes her but she feels fear. The emotions curls within her. Rising like the flame of the inferno. She wants to scream, but there is no sound that escapes her lips no matter how hard she tries. Panic begins to swell now. So much so that her conscious mind jolts her awake...
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It is hardly dawn when she comes to. Her legs thrash to find the ground and seek footing upon it. Quickly she rises, her feathered gown shuffling in the process. The look on her face is panicked as her eyes scan the area. Her mind trying to place her in reality or dream. Carmel ears twist side to side; forward to back. She then sees Jack, his large stature hard to misplace. "Jack!" She says hastily, "What happened? Are you ok?" In her confusion she forgets she was the one who had been in pain, though it was in her nature to confirm others wellbeing before her own.
Not all that glitters is gold