everything we are, it just went away
with a slide of the tongue and a sour taste
Dawn is Beqannian, born and bred. She was born within the safe confines of the Meadow, grew up in and out of the Playground, and found a home in first Hyaline and then Silver Cove. She was raised on tales of the former Beqanna, with kingdoms bound by allegiances to good and evil and true neutral, and on tales of the kingdom that had captured her mother’s heart so long ago. Those kingdoms are so long gone that Dawn has a hard time imagining that they had even existed in the first place, and the thought of a completely different world? It has never even crossed her mind.
The cremello pauses before offering her name, and Dawn tilts her head curiously. Is she all right? Exhaustion and wariness are written into every line of her face, as if she is recovering from a long journey, and Dawn feels a bit embarrassed for interrupting the woman’s rest.
Only a few moments pass before she offers her name – Thia – and Dawn’s smile grows wider still, oblivious to the turmoil just beneath the woman’s skin. “That’s a beautiful name, Thia,” she tells her. Thia’s voice nearly seems strained – there is so much emotion there – but Dawn doesn’t press the issue, at least until she asks a question that gives her pause. What is this place?
“Oh,” she says, trying unsuccessfully to hide her surprise. “Are you not from here, Thia?” The mere thought is completely foreign to her, but she sees no other option.
Without further ado, her eyes sparkle and she launches back into speech; she is young and eager to please, and above all else wants to make friends. “Well, this is Beqanna! There’s everything here that you could possibly imagine, magicks beyond compare... it’s home to me. There are kingdoms with a volcano and towering mountains and thick forests that only an expert in the land could traverse and basically whatever you could think, it’s probably somewhere here. I’ve not been to all of the kingdoms and territories myself, though I’d love to see them all.”
Her eagerness halts briefly as she lets Thia process this information, then smiles again as she thinks of her home. “My home, in my opinion, is the most beautiful of them all. There is black sand along the beaches, and when the moon shines on the ocean the whole beach – as far as the eye can see – glows silver. My queens are strong and beautiful and just as well.”
Dawn
oh, it's gonna be a long night
@[Thia] she's lovely, no worries!