Silence is often one of the loudest noises heard from Lucrezia, or so it seems these last years. It had always come with uncertainty in her life that had made her fled from the home and those that she cared and loved for. This time it had been no different when the world she knew had been ripped away from her and birthed a new one. The new world had been too much for her. She had not been ready to let go of a past that was tied to close to her heart and let go of others in their own path. And despite all of this she had found a new home and possibly a friendship.
It was in time, and today was the day, that she returned to her new home—Tephra—even if the sound of a new home still rings strangely in her thoughts. But this time it did not make her feel so sick to her stomach. Lucrezia had settled on the past and came to terms that this was the future and she must not keep herself in the shadows of a history that has already passed. She has decided it was time to come out and be part of the present—a new life that was given to her, a second chance to actually be what and who she was supposed to be.
Her gaze, those familiar nutmeg eyes that pass from generation to generation from her family, watch from a close distance as she makes her way to the two stallions. She can hear as Magnus gives his speech. A smile instantly draws on her lips to see that he is still around but also stepping up to ensure this place still lives. However, she is not pleased to see the other. His words are not welcomed here, and a part of her wonders if this is what it was like when they came to the sandy kingdom – her only true home – because of power and greed. It expels from the Spanish Norm so vividly. It disgusts her in many ways altogether.
“Magnus,” she says softly as she comes to a stop in front of the two other stallions. She gives the familiar buckskin a soft friendly smile, but she does not allow herself to pleasantries right now. This was a time that was most important of all, a time she knew that would change the fate of her home. “I have answered his call,” She says firmly, not letting her eyes drop from the Spanish Norm that stands much taller than her. Lucrezia has never been afraid of others. Her father, Rodrik, had ensured she was well prepared for such events as this and all other problems in life with the skills she had been taught by her father. “What is your next move, little man?” She says with a soft smile that holds a deep sarcastic smile.
It was in time, and today was the day, that she returned to her new home—Tephra—even if the sound of a new home still rings strangely in her thoughts. But this time it did not make her feel so sick to her stomach. Lucrezia had settled on the past and came to terms that this was the future and she must not keep herself in the shadows of a history that has already passed. She has decided it was time to come out and be part of the present—a new life that was given to her, a second chance to actually be what and who she was supposed to be.
Her gaze, those familiar nutmeg eyes that pass from generation to generation from her family, watch from a close distance as she makes her way to the two stallions. She can hear as Magnus gives his speech. A smile instantly draws on her lips to see that he is still around but also stepping up to ensure this place still lives. However, she is not pleased to see the other. His words are not welcomed here, and a part of her wonders if this is what it was like when they came to the sandy kingdom – her only true home – because of power and greed. It expels from the Spanish Norm so vividly. It disgusts her in many ways altogether.
“Magnus,” she says softly as she comes to a stop in front of the two other stallions. She gives the familiar buckskin a soft friendly smile, but she does not allow herself to pleasantries right now. This was a time that was most important of all, a time she knew that would change the fate of her home. “I have answered his call,” She says firmly, not letting her eyes drop from the Spanish Norm that stands much taller than her. Lucrezia has never been afraid of others. Her father, Rodrik, had ensured she was well prepared for such events as this and all other problems in life with the skills she had been taught by her father. “What is your next move, little man?” She says with a soft smile that holds a deep sarcastic smile.
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