Ciri
Exhaustion sweeps over her like a dark cloud, smothering and thick. Her sorrow fades from angry tears to a consistent ache in her chest. That kind of ache that feels like a heavy weight on your heart while simultaneously making your stomach feel like it’s dropping through an endless black hole. That depression that settles over you in your grief, when you think you’ll never experience another happy day again in your life. That you’ll never find your way out of this bleak pit you’ve fallen into. You know the one.
Being nestled against the older mare is soothing, like warm tea. It’s just what she needs, this calming force that does it’s best to balm the raw wounds of her heart. Having lost her mother so long ago, she had forgotten what it was like to be cared for in such a way. Her ache grows tenfold, suddenly missing Soliel inexplicably. However she is grateful for the red mare and how she had come into her life. Jah-Lilah had become an important figure in the young mares eyes, the closest thing to a mother that she has left.
She had braced herself for disappointment from Jah, for her to judge her actions and her decisions thus far. It’s with relief that the mare does no such thing, she merely listens. And a realization dawns on her that the mare actually understands her pain. Regardless if she approves of it or not, she understands. That’s all she had ever wanted. As she mentions her attacker (remembering the wolf and then a mix of cobalt blue), the wytch seems to become still before admitting she knows who had done this to her face. For a moment she feels a flare of anger but it quickly dies away. She doesn’t care who had attacked her, who had thought her prey. She held a hundred scars over her body, what was one more? Besides it wouldn’t make anything better, to find her. She wasn’t the source of her problems. Just the match that lit the spark to what would have happened inevitably.
Closing her eyes against the calming sweep of her motherly kiss across her forehead, she exhales slowly. Trying to make herself calm down. At least she could stay here while she tried to gain some control back over her life. At least she wouldn’t be completely alone. She tries to smile in response to her enthusiasm but it wavers hesitantly before fading completely from her dark lips. Responding to the nip, she lurches forward and follows Jah-Lilah into the jungle. She feels clumsy here, out of her element. Her pace is slower as she tries to move beneath ferns and not trip over tangled vines. After a few moments, she calls out behind her, ”What are we looking for?” Amet and Castile, both are wrapped around her mind and squeezing at her broken heart. They are never far from her thoughts but she tries to push them away, to focus on the mare and whatever she might discover.
all of time and space, everywhere and anywhere, every star that ever was
@[Jah-Lilah]