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The stars illuminate her body in the darkness, just enough to separate her form from the matching sky. The light glistens across her golden filigree, making her quite the vision for a Solis-blessed dame. Her wings are spread wide in the cool night air, buoyed by patches of heat that rise from the desert floor. Normally she would not fly this close to the border between Solterra and Denocte, but considering the recent events between their lands, she thought it best to familiarize herself with that imaginary line that can cause so much trouble.

Make no mistake, she has nothing against Denocte, its citizens, or (surprisingly) even their goddess. Despite her belief that Solis comes before all the other deities, Inkheart knows that each of them has a role and should be offered a modicum of respect. Were she the ruler, she might make a bigger effort to keep the peace between the territories. But she's not the ruler; she is the Champion of Wisdom. Wisdom! Ha.. more wise than so many. She must follow orders, to a degree, and to do so with educated evaluation, she must get to know a little more about the thin veil between the lands.

Through most of the night she sees nothing of interest, just animals that flirt from here to there. A casual wind stirs up little bits of sand that top the canyon, blowing them toward the Arma Mountains to mix in the grass at the base. In the late darkness of the night the stars and moon show her the form of a winged woman below. The light catches on the woman's silver-tipped wings, as Inkheart watches her cross from the base of the Arma Mountains, over to the canyon. Interesting development.... The priestess smiles to herself and gradually descends, landing just in front of the stranger. Her golden eyes take in the mare - a beautiful woman that seems suited to night and thunderstorm. Blue eyes stand out against her dark face, her flaxen mane even starker against the night. "You're a bold woman, I see." She speaks in her sultry voice, a curl touching the edges of her lips.

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le cirque des rêves. - by Aislinn - 10-24-2017, 06:29 AM
RE: le cirque des rêves. - by Inkheart - 10-24-2017, 05:37 PM
RE: le cirque des rêves. - by Aislinn - 10-27-2017, 08:06 AM
RE: le cirque des rêves. - by Inkheart - 11-19-2017, 07:54 PM
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