Claim, with Lye

[Lye]

this is what i brought you, this you can keep this is what i brought, you may forget me i promise to depart, just promise one thing kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep ____A blank page ready to fill with words, quill at the ready, but an unsteady hand and a mind with meagre thoughts never knows where the page will go, where the story flows. Lye had predicted a destiny for herself the moment she was born (aided in her mother's unjust hate for her) she had known from a very early age that she was unwanted and never to be anything more than a shadow slipping through time, and such would be an endless venture for the immortal mare. But she chased away those thoughts now, watching the golden steed with a steady and keen eye, she was silent, simply listening, simply admiring. It was, after all the longest she had spoken with one of a beating heart and living flesh. ____She says nothing, but follows his lead; a wayward shadow that does not leave his heels, she is obedient and loyal by some bloodline within her (she was pretty sure it wasn't from her mother) and it comes automatic to the black mare, even if slightly strange. Halloween eyes follow him close, they stare, they notice things in him that she had not noticed at first glance. and the more she studied, the more she felt a tiny thread weave them together, even if it was just a simple thing such as a herd leader, a friend, a confidant for the future, she was unsure, but there was a similarity in him that they shared, she could feel it. ____The Field changed immediately, their walk harboured no ill and they kept a steady flow of silent yet comforting company. She listened as he spoke, her ears adjusting, consuming his voice, storing it in her memory vault. She hoped, her little heart within hoped so very much, that this was a permanent thing. Not like a sister who disregarded kin so easily, not like a mother whose first glance was not of motherly love, but despair. She hoped, oh Little Lye did surely hope, that this would be different. ____"The Golden Plains." her voice ignites her lips, turning into a quaint little smile, almost inelegant and graceless as he wobbly hind action. She trots, an errant jog just slightly ahead of him, her neck craning upward so that her head angled to see the soaring plains. Summer's breath was already here, the grass soft and bouncy beneath her feet, the skies a cerulean glow. she then turned back to him, a slight tease in her voice, but which harboured a kink of sorrow, like some chink in shining armour. ____"It beats the loneliness of The Beach, by far." her voice turns into a hoarse whisper, ears lying back momentarily as she caught vivid shifts memory collecting in her foresight. She shook her crown, her matted ebony mane falling in rivulets along her neck, she turned back towards Cezary, her muzzle low, her orange eyes meeting his, she extends her nose and lightly presses it against his cool yet warm skin. feeling a heart beat reverberate through him, it sends a comforting chill through her. ____"Thank you, Cezary. You've given me something that no one else has ever. You've given me a chance. Thank you." she does not dwell for too long on the sorrow in her voice, she smiles, the sort of broken girl smile, and then nips a light mess of his mane and canters off, reaching the little knoll, her eyes surveying the rolling plains. green. green as far as her eye could see. She laughed then, a strange sound did not seem right coming from her lips, but she turns back to the buckskin steed and calls to him, "I would suggest a race, but I couldn't beat you with those." she motions to his side, adorned wings just like her sister. but it seemed different, somehow. he did not flaunt, not like Nyryn, look down at her from the skies with a jeer on her lips and a glimmer of spite in her eye. Lye was different. she was doomed to walk the earth eternal, until her beating heart decided to end. Looking at Cezary, it made flutters consume her, her heart began to beat again, a frenetic little rhythm that made her feel alive again. Lye, the orange eyed, immortal daughter of busted & locket, who wears her heart on her sleeve in golden plains, with, cezary