i kept my hope just like i'd hoped tothen sang to the sea for feelings deep blue
It's evening in Hyaline, and he should be asleep; but oh, how could anyone sleep when there's so much to think about! Even with his Dream Mother gently pressing sleep upon him, he resists; and, having far too many children to put to bed to be able to worry about the quiet and obedient one, Kagerus moves on to the next of them.
Minutes pass, the soft twilight shifting gradually to night. The golden boy considers trying to sleep, but the more he considers, the wider awake he becomes. There's mountains all around them, there's a lake and so many forests - it's too much to think about, and though his family is prone to dreaming, he prefers to contemplate life in his wakeful state.
Maybe I can just go for a walk...
Like a little groundhog, his head pops from where he'd been resting it on the ground. With bright, wide-awake eyes, he scans the grotto for one familiar figure in particular: Warlight. The antlered princess has an annoying tendency to disappear in the middle of the night without rhyme or reason, and so he banks his decision on whether she's present or not; and when he spots her lightly snoring figure, his mind is made up.
As silently as possible, the pegasus heaves himself to his gangly legs. In his naivety, he assumes that he is successful in this venture; but of course, Mothers both have a half-open eye on him, watching carefully for his next move. Usually they'd get up and put their middle child back to bed; but they'd discussed it recently, and decided that the three were getting old enough to go for some reckless adventures - supervised, of course.
But they didn't need to know that.
With what he thinks is the utmost finesse, Rhae creeps towards his older sister. When he reaches her - it felt like eons of the most silent sneaking - the little buckskin lowers his head to her ear, praying that his soft, nearly unused voice wouldn't earn him a sharp, nearly grown prong to the eye.
"Will," he whispers. "Wake up!"
Minutes pass, the soft twilight shifting gradually to night. The golden boy considers trying to sleep, but the more he considers, the wider awake he becomes. There's mountains all around them, there's a lake and so many forests - it's too much to think about, and though his family is prone to dreaming, he prefers to contemplate life in his wakeful state.
Maybe I can just go for a walk...
Like a little groundhog, his head pops from where he'd been resting it on the ground. With bright, wide-awake eyes, he scans the grotto for one familiar figure in particular: Warlight. The antlered princess has an annoying tendency to disappear in the middle of the night without rhyme or reason, and so he banks his decision on whether she's present or not; and when he spots her lightly snoring figure, his mind is made up.
As silently as possible, the pegasus heaves himself to his gangly legs. In his naivety, he assumes that he is successful in this venture; but of course, Mothers both have a half-open eye on him, watching carefully for his next move. Usually they'd get up and put their middle child back to bed; but they'd discussed it recently, and decided that the three were getting old enough to go for some reckless adventures - supervised, of course.
But they didn't need to know that.
With what he thinks is the utmost finesse, Rhae creeps towards his older sister. When he reaches her - it felt like eons of the most silent sneaking - the little buckskin lowers his head to her ear, praying that his soft, nearly unused voice wouldn't earn him a sharp, nearly grown prong to the eye.
"Will," he whispers. "Wake up!"
Rhaegor
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