heavy dirty soul; karris - elysium - any?

[Karris]

i'm waiting for this sky to fall, i’m waiting for a sign.
i know you're out there; somewhere out there.

She’s a very different creature from the one that had washed up on Beqanna’s shores so many years ago.

She’d been so self conscious then, so aware of all the things that had set her apart from the other horses of Beqanna. She’d hidden away, keeping to the quiet hollows and secret places. Nothing more than a shadow.

Then it had been stripped away - all the things that made her unique, gone. And she’d finally realized how important it had been to her.

And now, now that she has it all back (she wishes she could thank that strange iron stallion), she doesn’t hide anymore.

She stalks the meadow, hairless head held high as she eyes the other horses that gather together against the cooling temperatures. A few heads turn in her direction, freezing in shock and horror as they notice her skin, her face, her teeth …

But for once she pays them no mind, simply continuing on her way towards the great river between the meadow and Tephra. She is what she is, she will not hide it any longer.

But as she nears the river, a voice rings out that gives her pause. “Mom? Dad? Someone?” She knows that voice!

Karris wheels about, black eyes searching for the owner of the voice. And there! There she is! Her beautiful little golden girl. “Ik-er!” Karris leaps forward, moving as quickly as she can towards the golden figure. But at the last moment, she comes up short. Ichor had been born before the reckoning, so she’d at least seen Karris’ true form. But the last time Karris had seen her daughter, she’d well, had the appearance of a more ‘ordinary’ horse. It might take the girl a moment to remember. “Ik-er! It’s -e! Your -other!” Ichor had been young then, but she should remember … Karris hopes she remembers. After all, poor Ichor is missing something too.

Karris

all we are is all so far.

Sorry again for the horrendous wait D: