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Virun
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✩ v i r u n ✩

I thought I was flying
but maybe I'm dying tonight



Virun finds herself caught somewhere ugly and in-between.

She struggles to line up her meandering thoughts.Here is what she knows: she is in the lands of the Dusk Court, Terrastella. She is just outside of the entrance to their capitol city. (She hears the wind whistling through what she imagines are high stone walls, although “high” and “stone” and “walls” register as little more than a concoction of sounds in her mind; they aren’t words with much of a meaning to Virun.) This Dusk Court will likely be willing to take her in. (A significant part of her doubts that. Why would they want to take her in? You’ll only cause problems. No. Celes will come for her, eventually. They all will, and when They come, she’ll be useful again. But, she tells herself, she’ll be useful at home - she can’t stay here. Not when her people might need. Need you, Virun? Don’t be ridiculous. They needed you to deal with the heir, and you couldn’t even do that properly.) She can recover in “Terrastella” and begin her search for Them. She doesn’t know exactly what that will entail yet, but she assumes that she can start by searching for a library, if this…Novus has them. She’ll have to find someone to read for her, though, and the thought of being forced to ask for help in this new, strange land makes her stomach twist into knots. That is, assuming that they read at all, and assuming that they have any literature on Them anyways. She can’t even be entirely sure of who – or what – inhabits this land. When Ein helped her up the beach, Virun thought that he was another equine, but she wonders if equines are the only sentient creatures that inhabit this place. When They used to whisper stories to her at night to help her sleep, They would tell her of strange lands that were nothing like her own and ruled by the most curious creatures she could imagine. (Not that she could imagine much.) They told her that Novus was really no different than the land from which she came, but she knows that, although They are her friends (Friends wouldn’t abandon you, Virun.), They don’t think about the world in the same way that she – or any mortal, really – does. They served as her eyes for years, but she knows better than anyone that it’s not safe to trust their judgement.

When she stretches out her left wing to grasp at the air in front of her, she feels their feathers stroke up against stone walls; whatever this city looks like, she has the feeling that she’s right outside of its walls. With her wing injured, she’s innately aware that she’s at the mercy of whoever happens to find her, and it makes her stomach turn knots. Ein seemed nice enough, and he seemed to think that she would be safe here, but Virun knows the danger that comes with seeming. In this strange, dark new world, she’s alone.

(You’re alone. Hadn’t she always wanted to be alone, to take care of herself, to be treated like she wasn’t made of glass? But now she’s here, and she wants to cry for her parents or her siblings or Celes or anyone who might be willing to hear her – she thought that she was stronger than this, but now she feels like she’s in over her head. Virun tried to swim, once, and she nearly drowned because she couldn’t find her way to the surface after she sunk beneath the waves, weighed down by her wild tangles of hair and awkward wings. It feels a lot like that.)

With no concept of time and even less of an idea of where to go, she’s left to wait, struggling to ignore the throbbing pain of her wing and the copper smell of blood.



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tags | @asterion @cyrene
notes | takes place just after ein tor dumps her outside of Dusk, or something. she's malnourished, her right wing is injured, and she probably looks pretty mangled. 




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Messages In This Thread
bluebird - by Virun - 04-15-2018, 01:31 PM
RE: bluebird - by Asterion - 04-19-2018, 10:45 AM
RE: bluebird - by Cyrene - 04-26-2018, 02:20 AM
RE: bluebird - by Virun - 06-26-2018, 02:57 PM
RE: bluebird - by Asterion - 07-06-2018, 11:57 AM
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