06-04-2020, 11:01 PM
Nikoline
with stoutest wrists and loudest boasts,
he thrusts his fists against the posts
and still insists he sees the ghosts.
The mountain has left her drifting, a dusted pale moth weaving between rock and rubble, heeding a call from the forest to melt into it’s woody embrace. She is safe here, they whisper their words of endearment and silent cries of rejoice that their mother horse has founding her seedlings, now grown and flourishing.
Beqanna could be burned, broken, left blood soaked in a wake of terror but still the grass creeps between empty eye sockets and crooked teeth to take back what was once wild and green. The soft glow of the cherry blossom dryad hovers and moves as she picks her way soundlessly upon wooden points. The delicate pink of her blossoms shiver and cling to the branches of her mane and tail as a silent protest to the cold cloaked nightfall.
The sun drops behind the naked fingers of the splinter trees, her breath escapes in hollowed, frosted plumes. She is scare, confused. Nikoline does not know why she is resurrected again in dangerous land but it was not for loss. Decaying were leaves waft from between the fracture frost of a late snow and it makes her heady. She is a fragile creature that was ethereal and otherworldly, a foreigner in a land that forged her from nightmare and ecstasy.
The small plumes of her jagged breathes expand and she must find support against an ancient oak, her brow pressed to the deep winkles of it’s dormant bark. Magic crept just beyond the shadows of her doe-like eyes and yet it still eludes her. The lids of her wide eyes feel heavy, heavy, heavy...
A messenger wind suddenly divulges the scent of other equines in the forest. It draws her forefront quickly and she finds her breath clutched in her throat. Was there something familiar about it? The dryad pushes herself from the oak to stand, listening. She seems as if she has frozen in her place as she waits for the bearer of the nameless musk breaks through the small thicket to reveal themself.
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TABLE BY CISSY, ART BY ELDAFER