[open] tomorrow is a long time - any

[Dawn]

everything we are, it just went away
with a slide of the tongue and a sour taste

She hasn’t left the Cove since her kingdom visits so long ago, but it is time. She has lived in fear of the plague for long enough, and she won’t let that fear control her life any longer. She has been telling herself for so long now that she loves her kingdom, she loves the people within it, and she loves her life here – barring a few hiccups along the way – so why hasn’t she done anything about it? Sure, recruits have been scarce in a Beqanna that has been growing tense and fearful in light of the plague and hostile takeovers that several kingdoms and subkingdoms have experienced lately, but that is no excuse for her to hide away within her kingdom. She has responsibilities, after all.

To get to the field, she has to skirt around Pangea, and she dips deep into Hyaline to go around it. Pangea is the breeding ground of the plague, and despite it being part of the Sanctuary, she cannot help but be repulsed by the kingdom that practically exudes evil. She wishes for the wings that her mother possesses, able to cut effortlessly through the air and make trips around Beqanna so easy – she has nothing but her bear, and even her bear couldn’t make it easier for her to travel.

The Field looms before her after several hours of travel, the sun burning fiercely overhead. Her dark eyes fall on a woman the color of another she’s familiar with – Litotes, she thinks with a smile – and she moves in her direction, eyes tracing enviously over the woman’s wings that she hugs close to her barrel. “Hello!” she calls once she is within speaking distance, a friendly smile taking over her features. The other woman appears nervous, though she masks it well, and Dawn stops several feet away. “My name is Dawn, what’s yours?”

Dawn

oh, it's gonna be a long night

@[Thia]