10-05-2021, 02:22 PM
all of time and space, everywhere and anywhere, every star that ever was
What she had wanted to say, what she had avoided, he requests on his own. She smiles at him but it is something sad and regretful. He had lived in Tephra once, the land that Gale had now taken as his own. The reports were full of nightmares and other unpleasant things that leave more questions in her mind then answers. He had fled Hyaline (and Mazikeen), had gone East instead of North like she had thought he would. Everything the Curse does is unpredictable, making it harder to ascertain where he might end up next.
But he would come back. Of that she had no doubt. It was a question of when, not if.
That’s what makes her hesitate, like she had done when Leokadia had insisted she would stay on the Isle. Anyone that lived in the North would have a target on their back, of that she was sure. How can she protect them when she can barely protect herself? Still, she hopes that one day she can show Astrophel the Isle. “One day.” She finally whispers. “It’s the best place to see the stars.” And her voice breaks slightly, because she has not looked up at the night sky in the Isle for a very long time.
His touch is steadying while she fights with her grasp on the brightness that lurks beneath lightning and very faint shadows. Most had been removed when she had confronted Mazikeen about it but there is no mistaking the wrongness wrapped around the heart of the Curse. For that is what he had placed inside her, that brightness and empathy that he had taken from the white Queen of Hyaline, what he had removed himself of. She nods slightly as the stallion beside her speaks, feeling that hope amongst his stars. The fact that he can sense it… Maybe… Maybe…
He asks her a question and she presses her dark lips together in a thin line, glancing up at him and then looking away. “Yes. As for the why…. It’s a long story.” She says faintly, remembering everything that had happened that led to this point. She still wasn’t sure why the Curse had chosen to bury it inside of her of all people. Why would it give her a key to his downfall (hopefully) instead of just killing her for good this time? She does not dare to hope that some part of Gale is still alive inside of the body the Curse infests but the thought darts across her mind. “But if I can get it out… If I can give it back to who gave it to me…” She looks back up at him, silver eyes shining brightly. “Maybe it might help.” Maybe she could still protect them all. No matter the cost.
“You don’t even know me but… Do you think…” She swallows hard, looking at this star touched stallion and feeling a hope she hadn’t felt in years, something that makes her red stars want to brighten. “Do you think you can get it out?”
But he would come back. Of that she had no doubt. It was a question of when, not if.
That’s what makes her hesitate, like she had done when Leokadia had insisted she would stay on the Isle. Anyone that lived in the North would have a target on their back, of that she was sure. How can she protect them when she can barely protect herself? Still, she hopes that one day she can show Astrophel the Isle. “One day.” She finally whispers. “It’s the best place to see the stars.” And her voice breaks slightly, because she has not looked up at the night sky in the Isle for a very long time.
His touch is steadying while she fights with her grasp on the brightness that lurks beneath lightning and very faint shadows. Most had been removed when she had confronted Mazikeen about it but there is no mistaking the wrongness wrapped around the heart of the Curse. For that is what he had placed inside her, that brightness and empathy that he had taken from the white Queen of Hyaline, what he had removed himself of. She nods slightly as the stallion beside her speaks, feeling that hope amongst his stars. The fact that he can sense it… Maybe… Maybe…
He asks her a question and she presses her dark lips together in a thin line, glancing up at him and then looking away. “Yes. As for the why…. It’s a long story.” She says faintly, remembering everything that had happened that led to this point. She still wasn’t sure why the Curse had chosen to bury it inside of her of all people. Why would it give her a key to his downfall (hopefully) instead of just killing her for good this time? She does not dare to hope that some part of Gale is still alive inside of the body the Curse infests but the thought darts across her mind. “But if I can get it out… If I can give it back to who gave it to me…” She looks back up at him, silver eyes shining brightly. “Maybe it might help.” Maybe she could still protect them all. No matter the cost.
“You don’t even know me but… Do you think…” She swallows hard, looking at this star touched stallion and feeling a hope she hadn’t felt in years, something that makes her red stars want to brighten. “Do you think you can get it out?”
-- Ciri
@Astrophel