Hello. I Was Wondering If I Could Stay? (Open)

[Carwyn]

Carwyn

Folded wings into flattening veins and fluttering eyes

Absolute joy courses through her veins as she soars, high above Nerine, reveling in having her wings back. The years of being ground-bound, after having the ability to fly since birth, had been hard on Carwyn’s soul. She spends as much time in the air as she can, here in Nerine, and her soul is slowly healing.

Sometimes, her grandfather joins her in the air. He is more a creature of the air than any land, even his beloved Tundra, and he shares this with her. Together they are acrobats, dancers, rolling and dropping and soaring; it leaves Carwyn feeling full and happy and content, even as today, he peels off to fly in another direction as Carwyn drops instead, to where a solitary figure stands at the edge of the cliff. Brennen doesn’t want to socialize with strangers, but Carwyn is always willing to make a new friend.

When she lands, she does so gracefully, but far enough from the mare to prevent startling her. “Hello,” she calls, sweetly, as she folds her wings away close to her sides and steps a little closer, “I’m Carwyn.”

Somewhere my lifeline still hums and sings
In the mess of all I have thrown away

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