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Dimensions [Joining] - Maude - 08-22-2017
The sun, and the twittering of birds, drew her citrine eyes to look upon the world she now found herself in. At first, and even after she rolls to her belly, her forelegs crooked upwards before her and ginger muzzle sweeping this way, and that, the girl believes she is dreaming. The horrible, eternal rain that falls at the fringes of her fuzzy memory is no more, and there are no cryptically bent and slimy trees alive with glowing eyes, either. All around her is an endless sea of emerald grass, and it is dappled all about by the silhouettes of strangers that are neither glowing or malevolent. No fog rolls over the earth, only the golden sunlight, and the wind that gently tousles through the heady air is clean and whimsical. Surely, she was still asleep. Yet, who was she to deny a pleasant dream, when her world had become a nightmare? She tells herself, and rises to her hooves, shaking her body to rid it of the clinging grass and wandering insects who had inched across her dozing form. Instinctually, she reaches over her shoulder to put her cloak back in place – but it is not there. Even if this was a dream, her heart drops to her belly regardless, and tears well in her eyes at the loss of her cloak. Trying her best to console herself that, when she awoke, all would be well, the maiden sniffles before rubbing her tears away on a knee, and heading out across the rolling expanse of grass, her antlered head held high, and pale green eyes looking all about her at the prettiness of this world. It’s not until a hole snags her unwitting hoof and her ankle is roughly wrenched in the process that the girl realizes she’s not dreaming at all. Suddenly horrified in all the ways she had been aloof but moments before, her happy smile falls away for the crestfallen, open mouthed expression of one who hasn’t a clue what is going on, but for the truth she hasn’t a clue where she is. “Not again,” tearfully warbles the ginger and cream darling, looking down at her hooves in utter dismay. [ OOC: anyone is welcome :D ] & you just can’t fall asleep, I’ll sing a song beside you. and if you ever forget how much you really mean to me, every day, I will remind you. |
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RE: Dimensions [Joining] - Evangeline - 08-22-2017
You see her when you close your eyes
Maybe one day you'll understand why
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@Maude
RE: Dimensions [Joining] - Maude - 08-23-2017
She was simply going to let her tears discolor the earth for some time, before a voice caught her attention, much like a net catches a fish, if such a thing was positive, like this experience surely is. Suddenly, the trajectory her life had seemed to be taking (one which careened wildly through magical worlds rife with portals, and which subsequently left her alone and quite lost) veered again. The familiarity is enough to invoke the most trace of smiles on her lips even before she recognizes them, or fully looks up from the ground. When she does behold the copper mare, once a staple image in the midst of the Edge’s herbal groves, her heart almost bursts with delight and excitement to not truly be alone, after all. “Miss Eva!” emotionally bursts the filly, her hooves carrying her forward with swift pace, as well. Though the world of the Rift had left her somewhat wary that this pretty woman was, in fact, a magical illusion, the youth’s hope that Evangeline was real was almost palpable, and the thought of how badly it would hurt if she wasn’t… well, Maude would much rather believe she was truly there. So, no sooner than she is close enough, the cremello (who has never understood personal boundaries very well) gives in to her urge to throw her nose around the older mare’s comfortable shoulders, unless Evangeline pulls away. Her joy is short lived, as Maude has found it to be, ever since she turned one, anyway. While holding her old teacher, feeling all the emotions of having lost her in Helovia to find her here, wherever it was, as well as the additional ones of oh thank Gods, someone who knows who I am, where my roots are… flood through her, and are met with the sudden dam that is the mention of her sire. Tears trek easily down the paths that had momentarily begun to dry; her lower lip warbles as she steps back, her nose again tucking down towards the earth as a wealth of sorrow nearly devours her. “I-I…. I don’t know!” blurts the maiden, though Evangeline’s assurances do comfort her, some, and she manages to look up at her with tear blurred, pale green eyes, “everyone was d-d-dying, so I went through the stupid portal, even though daddy hadn’t come home from his sab…sabba… sabbata ... blugh, work quest. And the Rift was awful, so I’m not totally sad I’m gone, but… everyone is there, Eva. Probably daddy too, and all my stuff. And, and - and now I’m here, wherever that is, and I don’t k-k-knooowwwww.” Her words, though clear enough up until the very last, dissolve into shuddering tears, her whole shoulders quaking with her sobs. & you just can’t fall asleep, I’ll sing a song beside you. and if you ever forget how much you really mean to me, every day, I will remind you. |
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RE: Dimensions [Joining] - Damascus - 08-24-2017
RE: Dimensions [Joining] - Evangeline - 08-24-2017
You see her when you close your eyes
Maybe one day you'll understand why
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RE: Dimensions [Joining] - Maude - 08-25-2017
She leans into the warmth of her teacher with every ounce of emotional strength she has, desperate to cling to this small piece of the world she knows. In her turmoil, she forgets that Evangeline had been missing for nearly two seasons when Helovia had come to its abrupt and violent end. Simply overwhelmed with her need to be near to her friend and mentor, rather than wandering aimlessly alone (as the past few months of her life had seemed an endless trail of time to herself), Maude feels her fractured heart tremble and expand inside her chest. The feeling of a great gap widening there as Eva pulls away is distinct, and draws a small, almost silent exhalation of worry. Don’t go, not yet, she almost blurts, except for the mention of her name holding her words as fretful sniffles and mournful tears. Instead, she waits, eyes wet and leaking, ears splayed to either side of her antlered head, occasionally loudly sucking in the snot that threatens to leak out of her damp nose. Suddenly remembering that miss Evangeline probably hasn’t a clue what she’s talking about (she’s been missing, remember? Maude’s more rational self chides of her simpering, childish one). The thought isn’t exactly comforting, however, and the tears begin to leak out of her eyes all the faster, despite the chestnut mare’s hurried attempts to assure the maiden that her father would be looking for her. How? Maude might have blurted, if she wasn’t so trapped in the painful idea of telling this wonderful woman that their home had been destroyed. “Oh… you don’t know, do you?” she slowly says, very quietly, to her hooves. Blessedly, a distraction sweeps overhead, the shadow drawing the wary youth’s eyes abruptly. Unlike Evangeline, she had just come from a realm of magical miscreants, where the trees were as likely to get you as the civilians and beasties. Immediately distrustful (especially considering her very early encounter with a band of hungry griffons, also flying), the girl turns away from Eva to face the tall stranger as he approaches. It’s not until he speaks, however, that she realizes he is only a boy. What a giant kid! And he was talking to her! With eyes wide and flitting from he to Evangeline as he roughly gestures to her, Maude wonders if he is accusing her of hurting the elder mare, or vice versa. Either way, the fact of the matter was that it was not true, so much so that she’s immediately offended, just like Eva is. Her head lifts abruptly, her tear-lined face raised into the summer winds so that her pale forelock dances gently across her chiseled ginger features, and though his proclamation to defend her softens her expression (and draws the faintest of smiles over her former scowl), Maude hasn’t time to speak her opinion on any of it, before her brazen teacher speaks up for them both. “Miss Eva!” gasps Maude as the copper mare curses, sorrowfully (because she is) and apologetically (because it is what ladies are in cases like this), she hurriedly adds, “She’s my friend, young sir knight. I am quite lost, you see, as I was one place, then suddenly another, and now I'm here, though how and where and why I am quite afraid I do not know. But! Thankfully, by the grace of the Gods, Miss Evangeline is here! She was my teacher back home, in He-e-e-loooviiiaaaa…” Emotionally blubbers the youth, to distraught at the mention of a land that was no more to continue on, even in defense of her beloved tutor. & you just can’t fall asleep, I’ll sing a song beside you. and if you ever forget how much you really mean to me, every day, I will remind you. |
@Damascus @
RE: Dimensions [Joining] - Damascus - 08-25-2017
RE: Dimensions [Joining] - Evangeline - 08-31-2017
You see her when you close your eyes
Maybe one day you'll understand why
|
RE: Dimensions [Joining] - Maude - 09-05-2017
The large boy seemed quite taken aback by Miss Eva’s blunt attitude. His short, “oh,” and the way he quieted thereafter might have made Maude laugh, on a better day, but presently, she was far too distracted with her own feelings, and the reality of her and her tutor’s newfound situation, to find humor in a boy being thrown off by a sassy, copper colored healer. A small rodent then appears from the boy’s shoulders, though how Maude had missed him before now was somewhat baffling to her. Had it hidden between the youth’s wings? Or did this place have magical animals that appeared and disappeared at will? She certainly hoped not. Maude had a hard enough time wildlife watching with the creatures being firmly fastened into reality, let alone if they could chose when to exist in it or not. He makes her think of her friends, and their companions, and his wave of hello doesn’t inspire the sort of mirth it might have, weeks prior. Instead, she feels somewhat sad, and wonders (quite a dark ponder for one like Maude) if she’ll ever see them again, or if it is even worth getting to know this tall stranger and his small friend. They might just be taken away from her again, after all, thinks the young lady quite glumly to herself. Blubbering and sobbing, the cream haired maiden isn’t that surprised that the conversation diverts to deal with her emotional outburst; feeling pretty awful that the strange boy was so sure he’d done it, however, when he very well hadn’t, the girl tries to dry it up. Things seem to be going okay as she sucks and blinks, at least until Eva says, “Helovia.” Then it all starts again. Piteously warbling with tears and emotion as Evangeline asks useful questions in the face of Maude’s utter uselessness, all the filly manages to blubber out is a meager, simple statement. “Y-y-you didn’t do-o-oooo it,” weeps the youth, stepping nearer to Eva for support, and stomping a hoof as she says the most horrible God in any universe ever’s name, “Kaos did!” & you just can’t fall asleep, I’ll sing a song beside you. and if you ever forget how much you really mean to me, every day, I will remind you. |
@Damascus @
RE: Dimensions [Joining] - Damascus - 09-08-2017