The dawn broke in silence, yet the violence of color brought tears to the stallion’s eyes.
It had been only a handful of hours since the gentle creature had stepped gingerly from the thinning cover of the Viride, and since then, he had taken in as much of his surroundings as he could with those colorless eyes. The world - this new world, this one that he had been sequestered away from for his entire life - was breathtaking. It was large and open and loud. Blaringly bright colors, cacophony of birdsong and animal calls, crashing of waters and streams, shushing of wind through grasses; it was almost too much.
But could there be such a thing as too much beauty? Too much newness?
Aelgrimm’s inquisitive nature told him such a think wasn’t possible, yet his overwhelmed senses cried the opposite.
When he first stepped from the tree line, it had been late night pressed alongside early day - the small time where the world is shrouded in a peaceful, depthless silence. The moon had been a sliver of itself, a Cheshire grin dangling from a rope of stars. He had been humbled and awed by the vastness of the sky, by the shimmering, frigid pinpricks glistening from within the void. He had learned that the earth was a ball and that their sky was more of less a dome - yet he had always imagined that the shape would be clear. Never in Aelgrimm’s existence had he thought there could be something so colossal that he couldn’t see the end of it.
So he had gazed at that endless ocean of darkness until it began to lighten, shade by shade. He watched the obsidian turn to slate, then to lavender, then to eggshell blue. At last, the golden disk of the sun burst over the horizon and washed the world in bright, saturated shades of life. The sky was a cluster of hues, each clamoring for dominance of the heavens. They reflected a myriad of glimmering slivers onto the earth around the Lorist’s hooves, courtesy of his golden crown catching and refracting the brilliant light.
Indeed, the world he had crept into was endless and loud. Yet, the male supposed he could learn to appreciate it, as long as he got to see the sunrise.
@Pandora and everyone else~
