Krone
you could be the king
The smooth glassy surface of the shell feels cool along the length of her maw. But, soon after her lips touch the strange thing, it begins to quiver. Startled, Krone lifts her head away from it, but she cannot bring herself to run away. She simply stares at it among the morning sunrise, eyes wide and curious at the shivering shell.
Beneath her, the earth seems to pulsate like the beating of her own heart. In fact, it matches her own heartbeat. She looks around for anyone else, but she finds herself still alone. Hazel hues find their way back to the jewel, and suddenly, it flashes with a blinding light.
In her heart, her soul, and the very marrow of her bones she can feel the warmth that is her island home. She can smell the salty brine the sea emits, she can see the colorful coral and the plethora of fish beneath the waves. Her body feels oddly relaxed, despite the odd phenomenon happening to her.
Her sight returns slowly. It's almost as if she had been staring at the sun for a long time, every time she blinks, little dots of white and orange cloud her vision. Finally though she can see, and when she does she finds the shell has disappeared...but the feeling it had given her does not dissipate. In fact, she feels closer to the island than she had before.
The throbbing in the center of her head is the last thing she notices. An overwhelming urge overcomes her...to look at herself, something she hadn't done in quite awhile. Her green legs carry her to the ocean and she looks at the image mirrored in the water.
There it was. The missing shell, the perfect green jewel placed in the middle of her forehead, glowing for all of Ischia to see. A gasp escapes her...why her? She isn't unhappy with the decision her island has made, but she can't help but wonder why her out of all the others. She looks out into the horizon, staring at the never-ending sea.
She would serve Ischia with the same care and compassion Circinae had. Krone only hopes that wherever her emerald friend had ended up, that she was happy.
"I won't let you down, Circinae..." She murmurs. "Long live Ischia."
but watch the Queen conquer
@[The Strangest Shell]
Thank you so much for this opportunity, and Krone would be happy to be Keeper of Ischia until the time is right to find a new one!
