I was standing
You were there
Two worlds collided
And they could never tear us apart
You were there
Two worlds collided
And they could never tear us apart
”O’er the Arma, She searched for her love,
Blessed by the Seer in the Stars above,”
She sang in dulcet tones, sweet and mesmerizing to the audience around her even though she did not sing for them. Runaveig waltzed through the streets like a dancer, nimble, quick, and graceful, weaving her way and letting the clip of her hooves upon the ground set the tempo for the song she sung. It was a song she had grown up with, a melody forever ingrained within her head; a tale of love, loss, and finding that same love once more. How very romantic.
”And He, with a veil of Night,
And She, with the gift so Bright
Met beneath the dark of Night”
The markets weren’t particularly busy, at least not on this night. It wasn’t enough to cause Runa any discomfort to be singing so openly, so brazenly, letting the words escape her lips without self-doubt. Above her, Umbra continued his leisurely glide, the pygmy dragon keeping a watchful eye out upon the other denizens of the court as they meandered through the market stalls and various vendors. Surely they would not hurt their own, despite Runaveig’s relatively new status among them.
Runaveig would never grow tired of Denocte. It was beautiful. She glanced upwards to the stars glittering above, marveling at the vast galaxies that existed above their very own heads. Did everyone here understand how very grand and marvelous it was? Then her eyes focused on the path ahead, pausing in her song long enough to smile prettily towards a few passing strangers before picking up the notes once more.
”A rekindled Love, had upon the Shore,
Night and Day were united once More.”
A quick, happy ending for lyrics speaking of a profound love, heartache, and a rekindling romance. The twilight maiden wondered just what that must feel like. Pausing by a vendor selling tasty oat cakes, Runa slipped the kindly gentleman a few signos before taking one and enjoying the savory treat along her evening stroll.
“Would you care for some, Umbra?” She inquired, golden eyes flicking upwards towards the black dragon gliding lazily above her. He seemed to grin, sharp white teeth glistening in the moonlight, and shook his head.
’No. Those things are rather unpalatable. Enjoy it for me, if you would?’ Pale lips turned up in a genuine smile, warm and adoring, and Runaveig did just that. Finishing her treat, she continued gracefully along the streets, content to browse the wares and hum softly beneath her breath.
@Morrighan - weeee <3
