[private] boy of fire [Kreation/Red Opium]

[. Red.Opium .]

. there is no pain you are receding .

Frozen, the petite Arbain stood locked in her shocked silence, obsidian eyes watching Kreation and Phoebus intensely as pointed ears perked absorbing every word spoken. Red Opium was desperate for information, anything she could learn to gain a shred of understanding of her new reality. Yet all she had learned so far led to a million more questions…and a newfound fear of fairies.


Soon enough, Red regained her composure. It was time for them to part ways and she’d be damned if she would venture forth alone. With a soft snort, she stepped forward delicately approaching the blinded mare.


“Let me come with, Kreation,” she said. Perhaps she could be of some use. Sure, she was clueless as to what else existed within Bequanna, but at least she could see.

. Red Opium .

@Phoebus
@Kreation