show them the joy and the pain and the ending
In truth, she feels little need to explain, to dwell, to linger on the past. What had been no longer is. Everything before has become largely irrelevant. And she has little time for the irrelevant.
Change has come to their land, their homes, and she does not resist. It would be futile, and certainly she has never been one to beat a dead horse. Besides, if she had any hope of regaining what she had lost, she must continue on, must embrace this new world and make it her own.
And in that, the green stallion at her side could no doubt help. Their relationship has never been one of sentiment, but rather one of mutual benefit. She does not see that changing, even now.
”Indeed,” she murmurs as she studies the landscape. The meadow, the forest, the field, these are familiar, but everything else is new. Changed. So very full of eager potential. She can see it, even without her sight, simmering beneath the surface. Beqanna cannot hide her true face forever.
His next words however bring her abruptly back to the present. Blue eyes shifting to Wyrm, she casually raises a brow, interest piqued. ”Is that so?”
Her gaze remains fixed on him as he continues, carefully, silently, considering what he has to say. The offer he makes. The opportunity to use her powers to their fullest extent intrigues her greatly. Indeed, there are few arguments that could sway her more than the one he had just made. But there remains one glitch in his plan, one small hiccup.
She, as yet, remains powerless.
She would gain it back, of this she has little doubt. The largest question then becomes that of time. ”As intriguing as that prospect sounds, there remains one small problem.” Pause. ”Beqanna has proven a fickle mistress.”
She smiles then, a tight, thin-lipped smile that covers her intrigue with the cool facade of a queen. Her perceptive blue eyes turn back to the snow laden meadow as she continues. ”Do you have a timeline?”
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