05-28-2018, 09:47 PM
The hiccups didn’t stop. They stayed with her but never got loud enough to bother anyone else. She was glad of that small mercy. It was still ridiculous to be standing there with the grass tickling her lips and doing nothing about it. Considering that grass-tickles could spark another round of sneezing and dust-transformations.
Lell flings her head up. Okay, breathe. It is a mantra that is repeated in her head for the space of a few eye-blinks. Then she abandons it to count stars. Except Lell can’t see any stars in the sky - too bright, still daylight. In her head, it’s raining stars upon a dazzling plain and a herd of fanciful-colored horses.
Cerulean.
Viridian.
Amethyst.
Stars become colors. All the colors of their skins. Bays were bright like blood and pennies. Grays rivaled driftwood and ash. They were not without their spots and stripes too! One was similar to a grassy-green giraffe. Yet in the midst of stars and colors, there comes a stallion of fresh poured cream.
Lell immediately lifts her head higher to see him better. The gray of her eyes have brightened to a fever pitch - could one of her brethren be here too?! No! That is impossible! She is the first to be cast out of the dreamfields for her impudence. Her face falls again at this thought.
She really hadn’t meant to set their part of the dreamlands on fire but she had been trying to impress someone and naturally it backfired. Then she frowns noticing the lack of shadows at her feet. When had night fallen? It sure happened fast around here! Plus she had forgotten about him until his nose is scant inches from her own and a pair of blue eyes startle her from her misery.
Oh he really was too kind! Asking her why she was glum but she figured that was too long of a story to launch right into. “Oh I am, I am!” her voice comes out in a singsong child’s chant. But he’d asked why not was and she was obligated to answer him. “Nothing is going right and I’m so very far from home!” she blurted out.
@[Astrophel] ❤️