11-15-2020, 08:49 AM
a little white light in a
sea gone black
sea gone black
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Oceane takes advantage of the little time she has before Aquaria arrives to appreciate the Ischian shoreline and its serenity. The waves, rhythmic against a warm sandy shore, offer a calming backdrop to the tropical birds that sing in the midst of their jungle trees.
As beautiful as the scene is, the opalescent woman does not linger in her observation of it - ever the attentive leader, Aquaria wastes no time answering the call of a visitor on her shores. Oceane is overcome with warmth at the sight of the finned woman and the first genuine smile she's displayed in months finds its way instinctively to her lavender lips.
“It's been too long, my friend,” she greets the woman as her trotting narrows the distance between them. With a friendly nicker, the Loessian Queen reaches her muzzle out to nudge at the amber champagne cheek of her friend. “Did you get yourself into some trouble recently?” she inquires upon inspection of the Ischian woman's new crimson marking, curious if it had been borne of the Alliance that still rages in the Plains.
Tarian, it would seem, was doing particularly well.
“I've missed our talks, Aquaria. I'm sorry it took me so long to finally visit.”
As beautiful as the scene is, the opalescent woman does not linger in her observation of it - ever the attentive leader, Aquaria wastes no time answering the call of a visitor on her shores. Oceane is overcome with warmth at the sight of the finned woman and the first genuine smile she's displayed in months finds its way instinctively to her lavender lips.
“It's been too long, my friend,” she greets the woman as her trotting narrows the distance between them. With a friendly nicker, the Loessian Queen reaches her muzzle out to nudge at the amber champagne cheek of her friend. “Did you get yourself into some trouble recently?” she inquires upon inspection of the Ischian woman's new crimson marking, curious if it had been borne of the Alliance that still rages in the Plains.
Tarian, it would seem, was doing particularly well.
“I've missed our talks, Aquaria. I'm sorry it took me so long to finally visit.”
@[Aquaria]
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i must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
and all i ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by
and all i ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by