01-23-2021, 07:59 PM
a little white light in a
sea gone black
sea gone black
≋
Oceane departs from Soran's side easily on this timeless day. Even when the days had passed in their regular diurnal rhythm, the man had preferred keeping to himself, but in this preternatural darkness he is less likely to venture away from the hovel in the canyon he calls his own. And though she loves him, the Loessian Queen simply cannot, and will not, remain coiled by his side when her Kingdom needs her.
The seemingly affectionate way she touches his cheek with her muzzle is stiff and icy before she moves away from the canyon and into the inky black. The viper she has employed with her zoolingualism rests nearby, coiled in the dark upon a cairn of rocks heated by the steam of the adjacent hot springs. He hisses quietly before unfurling and then serpentines himself so that he leads the opaline mare into the darkness with his infrared gaze.
She follows lazily, her lavender head slung low and her feathered wings half open as she meanders behind the serpent. He tells her occasionally of obstacles in her path, but otherwise the viper is silent and so is she. It's only when, so apparent in the long night, a strong glow flashes briefly in the near distance that Oceane lifts her head and presses her ears forward in interest. The viper amends their path, directing her towards this odd development, before hissing to her that the source was simply a horse.
Hello?
“Hello there,” she greets warmly in return as her gilded eyes settle on the now-faint glow of the ivory woman before her, “I'm sorry to disturb you. I saw a flash and-” she supposes the woman before her knows the rest. With a quiet sigh and an instinctive smile, despite the dark, Oceane offers a warm introduction.
“I am Oceane. And you?”
The seemingly affectionate way she touches his cheek with her muzzle is stiff and icy before she moves away from the canyon and into the inky black. The viper she has employed with her zoolingualism rests nearby, coiled in the dark upon a cairn of rocks heated by the steam of the adjacent hot springs. He hisses quietly before unfurling and then serpentines himself so that he leads the opaline mare into the darkness with his infrared gaze.
She follows lazily, her lavender head slung low and her feathered wings half open as she meanders behind the serpent. He tells her occasionally of obstacles in her path, but otherwise the viper is silent and so is she. It's only when, so apparent in the long night, a strong glow flashes briefly in the near distance that Oceane lifts her head and presses her ears forward in interest. The viper amends their path, directing her towards this odd development, before hissing to her that the source was simply a horse.
Hello?
“Hello there,” she greets warmly in return as her gilded eyes settle on the now-faint glow of the ivory woman before her, “I'm sorry to disturb you. I saw a flash and-” she supposes the woman before her knows the rest. With a quiet sigh and an instinctive smile, despite the dark, Oceane offers a warm introduction.
“I am Oceane. And you?”
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@[Islas]
(um i love surprise posts this is wonderful<3)
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@[Islas]
(um i love surprise posts this is wonderful<3)
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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