Dance like no one is watching
A ball, an event that could bring her from the safety of her home. And yet, all Syn wanted to do was hide in her bedroom where none could find her. Well… not none. Savannah had managed to find her. Shaking her head, she let herself rise from the silk sheets and move to her vanity.
Reclining on the padded bench, she began to fuss with glitters and pigments. Settling on colors that would bring out the acid hues of her eyes, she began coating her eyelids with rich purples. A spattering of silver glitter stars danced along the edges of her eyes and toward her throat. As she gazed in the mirror, her vivid eyes seemed to capture attention. "Perfection.." She murmured softly as she got to her hooves and danced to her closet.
Continuing with the purple theme, she found a sheer royal purple cloak that had delicate silver detailing. The whole garment screamed celestial, with tiny clear crystals acting like stars. With a smile, she found the mask that she had purchased for the event. It was similar to the one she had purchased for Sav, covering only half of her face. Where his had butterfly like detailing, hers continued with the night sky theme. Small cut out stars let her ebony pelt show through, almost like reversing the classic stars. Small amethyst stones had been embedded into the metal. That simple fact seemed to calm her nerves.
Amethyst, known for protection and calming the mind. The simple stone had become precious to her. A large amethyst crystal dangled from a silver chain, quickly fastened around her neck. Yes, she was eating up the purple theme, mostly as an excuse to wrap herself with the amethysts to help her get through this event. There was a chance that Caelum would be at the ball and she had yet to patch things up with the elder fae. A sigh escaped her lips as she turned back to the silken sheets that had welcomed her. With a frown, she quickly straightened her bed. Before she could let her nerves get the best of her, she left her home and took to the skies.
Nearly forgotten in the chaos of getting ready, the enchanted butterfly that had been a gift from Savannah tightened on a bunch of curls as the wind threatened to loosen it. That simple hair clip had meant the world to the fae mare, only taken off when she slept. For her, it was a sign that Sav was with her, even when he was busy. And that was something that she desperately needed. To know that someone cared enough about her to make her something so personal. To be there when she needed a shoulder to cry on, or a talking to that would make her mother look tame.
Arriving at the Dusk court, Syn let her hooves touch the ground and used the movement to straighten her cloak. The sheer purple fabric hid nothing of her frame from the eye, but still dressed her up and gave her hints of what her past had once been. A princess… Yet no longer. Now she was a hidden creature, a pest in the shadows. Shaking her head, she lifted it and pushed away the thoughts. She noticed Savannah, giggling softly as he looked uncomfortable. Yep, she was going to pay for this later… but yet that knowledge didn’t dampen her pleasure at seeing him out of his home.
Syn strode to the refreshments, taking a drink from the table and nodding greeting to those around. So much had happened recently and she found that the idea of a night of fun was a relief. Perhaps she could enjoy herself. Of course, that remained to be seen. Wandering through the crowd, she paused to greet Uzuri before continuing to find her way to a spot near the dance floor but out of the way.
"Speaking."
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