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Jezanna
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Jezanna moved fluidly through the court, calm among the general clamor; statuesque. Her silver eyes were focused, and she was deep in thought even as she walked, cloven hooves clipping against the cobblestone. She had no real destination in mind, but was simply allowing herself to wander. She liked this, walking among the people she shared this Court, this home, with. Young and old, big and small, it was a place where so many different lives could cross paths, converge, before going on again.

The world was changing, she could feel it in her bones. She remembered the night in the markets, when she had seen the moon statue come to life, glowing so brightly it looked as though the moon itself had fallen from the sky and landed here in Denocte. It had reminded her of her world, the one she had come from, the role she had played. Jezanna had thought when she’d been brought here she’d had to leave that all behind, but now she thought that maybe she didn’t need to forget it all.

The midnight girl was pulled from her thoughts by a gentle voice. When she looked up, her silver eyes landed on an unfamiliar woman with wings behind her ears. Her expression brightened, a gentle smile turning up the corners of her lips. “Hello,” she returned the greeting, stopping by the spotted mare’s side. Although Jezanna tried to recall whether they had met before, she was almost certain they had not and she looked forward to getting to know a new face.

“It’s quiet here, isn’t it?” she said, bobbing her head slightly. The pair stood in a relatively empty area of the court, the crowds having fallen away, now stripped down to nothing but stone walls and streets with banners and torches hanging along the way. The air was still, only the flickering of the firelight a movement in her peripheral vision. She missed the jovial quality of the marketplace, the laughter of surprised citizens as the pygmy dragons bounced from back to stall to floor. This bareness was not the court she knew, and Jezanna wondered why this woman was here, alone. “Are you searching for something?”

"Speaking."


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Messages In This Thread
be yourself - by Araxes - 06-30-2018, 05:32 PM
RE: be yourself - by Jezanna - 07-02-2018, 03:11 PM
RE: be yourself - by Araxes - 07-02-2018, 03:45 PM
RE: be yourself - by Jezanna - 07-02-2018, 06:22 PM
RE: be yourself - by Araxes - 07-02-2018, 06:53 PM
RE: be yourself - by Jezanna - 09-06-2018, 03:08 PM
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