for aranea;

[Aranea]

You only see what your eyes want to see You're frozen when your heart's not open the shadow is not surprised when her silence is broken. nor is she surprised when it is broken by a winged horse. beqanna was home to the strange and unusual - her mother had been one, and aranea could be called one, too. though her uniqueness was not as obvious as that of the creature before her. the wings seemed as if they had been set ablaze and for a long moment they were the only things to hold her attention. it was not until the words touched her mind that her gaze would shift to the face of the one who had joined her. once again she was not surprised - she had learned much of telepathy in her years here prior - but instead almost relieved you can hear me, then? aranea directed her thoughts towards the mare and waited patiently for an answer. some could project but not read, though she sensed that that was not the case here. and finally she would be able to have a true conversation and perhaps learn some about the world she had returned to. aranea the fire-eyed shadow of covet and sage