03-22-2023, 11:23 PM
ISRAFEL
Israfel leaves the safety of the forest one dawn. It had been so effortless to slip back into old habits, to become invisible while the world was rolling through strange levels of chaos. She doesn’t understand any of it beyond the disappearance of the home she had made. It distressed her for so long, that absence - Nerine and Reave both at once - but the ache of that has healed now. She misses them but she is no longer wandering in search of either.
And for the first time in a while, she feels what might be hope in the potential for a new beginning. There is something about this spring that feels different from the others and it gives her courage to step into the light where she becomes visible once again. The sky above the meadow and clear and blue, so Israfel must blink her golden eyes against the brightness. There are flowers growing amongst the long grass and they draw her attention more so than the other horses moving or standing around.
Or perhaps it is just easier to focus on those blooms first. She did just work up enough courage to actually emerge, walking up to someone else and attempting to strike up a conversation on top of that just seems like being overly ambitious. Better to wander slowly, her attention downwards, and literally just go one step at a time. A soft smile appears on her face as she pauses near a patch of flowers that are soft purple.
And for the first time in a while, she feels what might be hope in the potential for a new beginning. There is something about this spring that feels different from the others and it gives her courage to step into the light where she becomes visible once again. The sky above the meadow and clear and blue, so Israfel must blink her golden eyes against the brightness. There are flowers growing amongst the long grass and they draw her attention more so than the other horses moving or standing around.
Or perhaps it is just easier to focus on those blooms first. She did just work up enough courage to actually emerge, walking up to someone else and attempting to strike up a conversation on top of that just seems like being overly ambitious. Better to wander slowly, her attention downwards, and literally just go one step at a time. A soft smile appears on her face as she pauses near a patch of flowers that are soft purple.
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