[open] shadows fall over my heart;

[Nilam]

Nilam

The stallion on the riverbank... he is something else. Something alike. A predator in perhaps a less literal sense of the word than goes for her; but honestly she doesn’t care. It’s the victim, the girl, that she is more interested in; girls, especially pretty ones, seem to be ones she usually... likes instead of just... discards. That stallion, were he not a predator in every sense of the word that she recognized, might have been in more trouble where it concerned Nilam-the-monster. ”There are, indeed,” she admits casually when he mentions that there are monsters. ”They only look different from the ones you already know?” she ends her sentence in a bit of a question, guessing at the girl’s jumpiness and not wanting to go home. ”I could take you to my home’s waters, if that’s better with you.” she offers the girl - then regards the stallion, her eyes saying you too, I suppose, in one shrugging motion of her half-submerged body.

The stallion asks the question that Nilam doesn’t think Cineres - if that’s her name then - wants to answer, wants to think about. For now, she lets it happen, but should he scare her away she will have to intervene the next time. There is always a next time for Nilam... perhaps, she wonders, she should ‘save’ the girl from a monster. As long as he doesn’t know about her little sideways gift, she can try and endless amount of times anyway.

there is no new wave
only the sea

@[Cineres]