breaking like the wine-stained glass that held my drink
When she first came to Ischia with Adria, the tropical island had been a serenity. It was a simple life that gave her the opportunity to find her footing in the world with the help of her adoptive mother. Living most of her life at the time in the sea had made her skeptical of others, but she always had a burning curiosity to learn about those that lived and flourished on the dryland.
Adria had shown her the world was so much more than she imagined—she learned she was not the only nereid alive and that the dryland life wasn’t so bad either. More than anything though, Adria gave her the most valuable gifts of all that anyone could give. She gave her a loving home and family. It changed and made every part of her life even better.
She is no longer that young seahorse Adria found by the open river that flowed into the sea, now she is a breathtaking young mare fully grown. The world is simply her oyster now. Every opportunity to achieve anything she wants in life is open to her if she truly wanted it. However, the only thing Eva has ever wanted was a simple life with the peace and quiet.
The serenity of Ischia she first discovered is not truly there anymore. Eva knows it was too hopeful thinking that their island home would always be safe and sound. The world changes and she knew their home would have to change with it too. Adria had come to her with concerns for the change in leadership that the new King of Tephra had made to their home—it was heartbreaking to see her life changing so fast.
However, Eva knew what she had to do. It was not just for her though. It was for all Ischia and her loved ones.
Eva searched across the seashore of Ischia. The sandy beach she looked upon for a moment did not feel like home. Perhaps it was because of the troublesome news she received that weighed heavily on her heart right now. Ischia was everything to her ever since she first came here with Adria, but knowing someone came here and took it felt like a sharp, dull knife stabbed into her heart.
She could not have. Would not have it. Ischia wouldn’t either.
The purple nereid only had a name and description given to her by Adria to find the new appointed leader. However, it was the distant scent of Tephra that led her to finding the leader. A grey mare who was no doubt young—perhaps only a couple years younger than Eva. She was beautiful no doubt either with white wisteria flowers in her mane and an elegant long horn. The purple seahorse couldn’t help herself but smile in awe at seeing the young mare.
Eva couldn’t help but wonder if the appearance of the young mare matched her personality. There was only one way to find out, though. She makes her way towards the new leader. Her strides are paced evenly and unhurried. Ischia was not endangered entirely yet so there was no rush. As she comes closer to the mare, she wears a warm and welcoming smile.
“Hello.” She greets warmly to the young mare. Her smile grows just a little wider across her soft lips as she meets the gaze of the mare head on now. Eva stops a couple of paces away from the mare. “Are you larke?” Her head tilts to the right for a moment and then straightens again.