and this time I'm not leaving without you; Epithet

[Marlyn]

i suddenly feel like a different person
from the roots of my soul comes a gentle coercion

Amber eyes are curiously watching the pair in the meadow. Marlyn has found lately that she enjoyed the solitude of the meadow, watching horses drift by like the very snowflakes falling dizzily from the sky. She is sleek skinned and healthy despite the cold but the return of her power is what had really saved her.

The young mare is currently draped in the gray and white pallet of winter. Various points of her body splotched with brown. A frown creases her features as she see the light mare and dark child struggle and shiver despite the cold. Marlyn could not let them suffer. Limbs pull her away from her backdrop, a shake sends the thin layer of snow flying as her normal spotted self banishes the camouflage. "Hello there." Marlyn approaches with warmth in her voice, her head nodding to the mother and smiling for the child. "Did you lose anything in the Reckoning?" Marlyn does not introduce herself yet but instead asks a question and hopes for a true answer. Yes, it was odd for a once hidden horse to just appear and ask such an open inquiry but this was Beqanna and surely could not seem that odd.

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