01-21-2019, 12:02 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-25-2019, 06:11 PM by Wysteria Fairy.)
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Cosmos will never forget the wisdom of the Kraken: her knowing eyes, inquisitive touch, and chittering reach. In fact, the yearling has formed what one may consider an obsession. Being one that is fascinated by the bizarre (an almost regretful quality she has inherited from her mother), the tentacled creature was bound to captivate the pink girl’s curious gaze.
It is almost as if I am walking into destiny.
Oh, the naivety of a young mind. Though more observant than feeling than most her age, Cos is still very much susceptible to the ebb and flow of youthful impressions. She never rolled her eyes at her parents, but she always thought that her dramatic mother was being . . . well, dramatic. The irony of the filly’s uncomfortable wisdom is that it never listens; and is that not the direct absence of insight? How she will mourn years down the line, wroil and bemoan the foolishness she once possessed and the foolishness that will inevitably cage her.
I have so much to learn.
The sickness of Pangea takes its toll: a sour smell wrinkling her nostrils paired with a gentle trickle of crimson blood, coloring her pale lips a predator’s red. Cosmos was doomed by her very first step into Carnage’s cursed territory, but she may never see her fate so dismal.
I would sacrifice much more if it meant I knew eons of time like Yidhra.
The Mountain is only a short walk from the small enclave she has been resting in. The Kraken has been gone, but Cosmos cannot wait any longer. When she reaches the top, she tucks one leg to her stomach and bows deeply. This moment feels too sacred for words, for noise, for earthly things.
I know you’ll understand me without my voice. Please, make me like her.</p> <p class="cosmos_quotetwo">your false authority is dreadfully boring me</p> </div> </div> </center>
@[Officials] i wasn't sure if i was supposed to tag you guys but i did so if im not :~/ sorry
tldr; cosmos is asking to become more like yidhra and instead the fairies give her a snake mane and tail
link to thread just in case: http://beqanna.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=21789
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It is almost as if I am walking into destiny.
Oh, the naivety of a young mind. Though more observant than feeling than most her age, Cos is still very much susceptible to the ebb and flow of youthful impressions. She never rolled her eyes at her parents, but she always thought that her dramatic mother was being . . . well, dramatic. The irony of the filly’s uncomfortable wisdom is that it never listens; and is that not the direct absence of insight? How she will mourn years down the line, wroil and bemoan the foolishness she once possessed and the foolishness that will inevitably cage her.
I have so much to learn.
The sickness of Pangea takes its toll: a sour smell wrinkling her nostrils paired with a gentle trickle of crimson blood, coloring her pale lips a predator’s red. Cosmos was doomed by her very first step into Carnage’s cursed territory, but she may never see her fate so dismal.
I would sacrifice much more if it meant I knew eons of time like Yidhra.
The Mountain is only a short walk from the small enclave she has been resting in. The Kraken has been gone, but Cosmos cannot wait any longer. When she reaches the top, she tucks one leg to her stomach and bows deeply. This moment feels too sacred for words, for noise, for earthly things.
I know you’ll understand me without my voice. Please, make me like her.</p> <p class="cosmos_quotetwo">your false authority is dreadfully boring me</p> </div> </div> </center>
@[Officials] i wasn't sure if i was supposed to tag you guys but i did so if im not :~/ sorry
tldr; cosmos is asking to become more like yidhra and instead the fairies give her a snake mane and tail
link to thread just in case: http://beqanna.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=21789