08-20-2017, 08:02 PM
tangerine
face to the sun
Tangerine awakens. A dark yet beautiful dream haunts her as she glances to the cloudless sky above.
It had been urgent, it had been clear and she rose from her bed of leaves without hesitation - thus she fulfilled her own prophecy. The wild mare had grown up in a world steeped in mysticism and she did not have the courage to deny such a dream. Before she has time to consider she is moving quickly away from Tephra, away from her children.
She stands in the middle of an open grassland with the sun and moon swirling around her, stars have come and gone and an age has passed in a moment. She inhaled and galaxies fill her lungs - another age passes with her exhale. She was content, to spend eternity this way, glowing like a dying star... Until. Until she sees the Super Nova. She is intertwined before she realizes she has drawn so close, she floats above the world of mortals reaching for the embrace of the heavens. But the starlight is so heavy, too heavy. She is not a warrior queen, she is not a goddess. The weight cracked her open fills her with starlight. She loses control, falling back to the earth in a cloud of space dust, the cracks in her body glowing with supernatural light.
She didn't know what it meant, but she knew where it took place, and she knew she had to go there.
By the time Tang reaches the meadow the night air has dried her gold and cream coat, leaving patterns of white salt like lace over her skin.
The air around her seems to crackle, ripe with the nearly metallic ozone scent she struggles to place. An electrical storm comes to mind as she halts, closing her eyes and inhaling deeply. A cool wind rips through her mane, violently pulling her head back and up. She doesn't resist as a feather her son had tied there flutters away, tumbling across the meadow. she stands unmoving except for the fluttering of the thick vein at her neck.
Stardust.
That's what that smell is, she knew it from her dream.
@[Carnage]