I scream beneath the water
and make no noise
Where Old Ilma and New Ilma must merge, common ground is not easily found - except here and now. Warm waters, a teasing stallion with eyes that sparkle in cerulean blue, like the brightest gemstones might in the sun. There is a moment in which she touches him, that her memories seem to come back - almost, almost - followed up by a vision that passes by in a heartbeat. ”Svedka?” she murmurs, but distracted from her question the moment she feels his nips and touches, and her breath catches involuntarily before she can follow up.
Mind blank once, she blinks, her amber gaze finding his contrasting blue ones, just as her wings, like the sunlight, take the color of the setting sun, fading almost when the twilight settles in. There’s just about enough of a residual glow to see him though - and see something else too. A memory? She isn’t sure about that - it seems vague, different from most of the things that pass her mind’s eye. Why is it so vague, she wonders briefly, but she can’t seem to focus on anything anyway, except the warmth and smell of him. Still, before the night falls, she wants to ask this question. ”I think I have... a son? A daughter?” she frowns, trying to force the vague memory back, but it doesn’t seem to get any better - he might have the answer. ”Are they... ours?” she frowns - something about they boy’s vision hadn’t been right, but the girl... who knows? With the way they’re behaving now?
wherever you go… bring me home?
@[Svedka] Sorry she had an urgent question first haha