[open] I feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe

[Valoel]

The sun, the moon, the stars, his family, and half of Beqanna all seem to share the ability to glow - and he wonders if it drives any of them as crazy as it does him. If Valoel could, he thinks he’d strip himself of the glowing markings that line his face - just to give himself some relief. Since peeling off his own flesh has proven harder than originally thought (and the permanence of that solution is only tempting some days) he is currently covered in mud. Or what had once been mud and is now drying and making his skin twitch. However, he had managed to get enough on his face that the markings are not currently blinding him as much as they usually do.

Which is how he is able to spot the young mare standing by herself.

There’s something… well, a little off about the way she is standing. Like she’s lost, or waiting. He’s become a little prone to making assumptions like this - it’s easy enough to do. Anyone standing on their own must be lonely, and that gives him the perfect excuse to go say hi should he feel so inclined.

And, despite his dirt-caked appearance, that inclination is exactly what drives him. It feels good, you know, to save someone. Even if it’s only from loneliness. So he walks over there, a mix-match of white opal, obsidian horns, and drying mud. “Hi.” Well, that’s not enough. Let's add some more. “Are you alright?”

VALOEL

@ Luvi