11-09-2024, 02:31 PM
FAZIA
The season of winter on land has not failed to both fascinate and horrify Fazia in equal measure. Although she is used to the cold water, the chill experienced on land is an entirely different animal - the teeth of it are irregular and erratic instead of the constant state of the current. Snow is beautiful, but at what cost?
So the translucent mare keeps as far south as she can - lingering in the bay and the ghostly remains of her home. The sun has returned today and it wakes her from where she sleeps among the coral, the blue-grey beams dancing across her eyelids. It is too early for spring but a rare moment of sunlight in this grey season is a good excuse as any to rise up to the surface. The memory of her quest haunts the back of her mind as well - reminding her that she must socialize in order to complete it.
Or at least find a body to practice with.
Fazia surfaces from the chilled water near the base of the river, where what is shore and what is riverbank blend together. The strength of the sun leaves something to be desired but it feels delightful all the same on her neck and the top of her back. Accustomed to the temperature of the water, she has not yet convinced herself to move any further up on shore - instead lingering in the brackish water here and doing her best to enjoy the best of the two worlds while her black eyes scan the area.
So the translucent mare keeps as far south as she can - lingering in the bay and the ghostly remains of her home. The sun has returned today and it wakes her from where she sleeps among the coral, the blue-grey beams dancing across her eyelids. It is too early for spring but a rare moment of sunlight in this grey season is a good excuse as any to rise up to the surface. The memory of her quest haunts the back of her mind as well - reminding her that she must socialize in order to complete it.
Or at least find a body to practice with.
Fazia surfaces from the chilled water near the base of the river, where what is shore and what is riverbank blend together. The strength of the sun leaves something to be desired but it feels delightful all the same on her neck and the top of her back. Accustomed to the temperature of the water, she has not yet convinced herself to move any further up on shore - instead lingering in the brackish water here and doing her best to enjoy the best of the two worlds while her black eyes scan the area.
@wilt