And inside you're burning
with some secret yearning
As leaves rain down upon them, Lirren blinks wide, silvery eyes. Suddenly she laughs – a clear, bell-like sound that rings into the air. She doesn’t move as the leaves swirl around her, but rather watches them curiously. Slowly, a faint sparkling crystallizes into the air, a glittering, hazy echo of the leaves dancing into the air. Those muted leaves of light swirl around her in the same fashion, imitating the real thing as closely as a child is able to. Her gift is weakened by the day, saddening the small filly. She had not realized this fact, for the night has always called to her and up until this point she had only played with the lovely lights beneath the twinkling stars.
But she is learning, and even so is delighted by the swirling stars. She smiles at Graveling, a bright smile filled with the innocence of youth.
”Is that magic?” She asks, her small features bright and curious. Her silver gaze turns then to Ramiel, seeking an answer from him as well. She had never considered it magic before. It is just how the world is, how she had been born.
The girl answers her first question then, one she nearly forgot she had asked. She flicks her short, fluffy tail at her flanks as she glances down at her teal legs. She considers them for a long moment before glancing back up at the half-made girl.
”Really?” She pauses to ponder the statement. Perhaps she had walked in the sky. ”Ely told me was born with starlight on my coat. Do you think I walked in the stars?”
And then Graveling asks the obvious question. Lirren had never considered that this girl might not know who Ely is. But how could she have possibly known? ”Oh! Ely is my sister. She found me.”
Lirren
starlit daughter of joythief and carnage