♙ p a n d o r a ♙
we're never done with killing time
can I kill it with you?
In a strictly technical sense, Pandora had the feeling that she wasn’t really supposed to be there – Terrastella wasn’t her Court, after all. However, she knew that Dusk and Dawn were on friendly terms, and she was a wanderer by heart besides, impossible to pin down in one place or another. Delumine, with its stuffy (though sometimes intriguing) scholars and seemingly-endless rows of bookshelves (Also sometimes intriguing, but not as interactive as she liked; she was very much the type who valued experience before research.) couldn’t keep her contained for long if they tried. With that in mind, she’d departed the wildflower meadows and verdant reaches that were her temporary home and set out for strange, almost-mystical (if stories were to be believed) wilderness that was Terrastella. She hadn’t had a clue what she intended to do when she arrived, but there wasn’t much fun to be found in planning, and, considering that she was living on limited time, now, she intended to wring every ounce of joy out of the lifespan she had left.
With that in mind, she arrived in a sea of green.
The meadow was massive – a vast expanse that stretched out all along the horizon in every direction, as far as the eye could see. It wasn’t like the great stretches of wildflowers that seemed ever-present in Delumine, and it was far less colorful, but she thought that the almost unnatural uniformity of the green, the sheer, overwhelming, endlessness of it all was invigoratingly beautiful in and of itself. (For a moment, anyways. For a moment, she could feel like it was a place that was completely new, completely unknown - but she’d seen seas of green before, endless fields of grass. She had to savor that one moment, drag it out like a piece of chocolate and make it last. Even so, it was gone in a blink, and suddenly she saw all the places that she had ever been before in some great collage, falling into place in front of her like the pieces of a puzzle. Nowhere she went, it seemed, was really new, and she heaved a sigh at the thought. The only interesting things that were left for her to discover were people, and they could be ever so troublesome. So temporary- but she was temporary too, now.) She strode out into the grasses, the tips of their blades almost high enough to brush against her stomach, and simply stood, allowing her eyes to flicker to a close. The cool breeze blew through her coat, ruffling the vibrant red-orange of her tail and sending it to dance behind her like a flame, and the sun beat down on her golden scales, sending waves of heat running up her spine.
It was nice. Comfortable, even – and that was what most of life seemed to be. Tepid. Warm.
(But she liked it hot.)
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tags | @Fiona
notes | as promised <3
we're never done with killing time
can I kill it with you?
In a strictly technical sense, Pandora had the feeling that she wasn’t really supposed to be there – Terrastella wasn’t her Court, after all. However, she knew that Dusk and Dawn were on friendly terms, and she was a wanderer by heart besides, impossible to pin down in one place or another. Delumine, with its stuffy (though sometimes intriguing) scholars and seemingly-endless rows of bookshelves (Also sometimes intriguing, but not as interactive as she liked; she was very much the type who valued experience before research.) couldn’t keep her contained for long if they tried. With that in mind, she’d departed the wildflower meadows and verdant reaches that were her temporary home and set out for strange, almost-mystical (if stories were to be believed) wilderness that was Terrastella. She hadn’t had a clue what she intended to do when she arrived, but there wasn’t much fun to be found in planning, and, considering that she was living on limited time, now, she intended to wring every ounce of joy out of the lifespan she had left.
With that in mind, she arrived in a sea of green.
The meadow was massive – a vast expanse that stretched out all along the horizon in every direction, as far as the eye could see. It wasn’t like the great stretches of wildflowers that seemed ever-present in Delumine, and it was far less colorful, but she thought that the almost unnatural uniformity of the green, the sheer, overwhelming, endlessness of it all was invigoratingly beautiful in and of itself. (For a moment, anyways. For a moment, she could feel like it was a place that was completely new, completely unknown - but she’d seen seas of green before, endless fields of grass. She had to savor that one moment, drag it out like a piece of chocolate and make it last. Even so, it was gone in a blink, and suddenly she saw all the places that she had ever been before in some great collage, falling into place in front of her like the pieces of a puzzle. Nowhere she went, it seemed, was really new, and she heaved a sigh at the thought. The only interesting things that were left for her to discover were people, and they could be ever so troublesome. So temporary- but she was temporary too, now.) She strode out into the grasses, the tips of their blades almost high enough to brush against her stomach, and simply stood, allowing her eyes to flicker to a close. The cool breeze blew through her coat, ruffling the vibrant red-orange of her tail and sending it to dance behind her like a flame, and the sun beat down on her golden scales, sending waves of heat running up her spine.
It was nice. Comfortable, even – and that was what most of life seemed to be. Tepid. Warm.
(But she liked it hot.)
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tags | @Fiona
notes | as promised <3
