i am the fire
i am burning brighter
roaring like a storm
i am burning brighter
roaring like a storm
Morrighan was lost in thought as she came upon the lake. Images of the war back in her homeland flashed through her mind. The swirling vortex of the flames that usually consumed her body was absent and she had never felt so cold.
Perhaps this was a punishment by her own gods, although she had never believed much in them before. That may be the very reason she was stuck here because she had been so consumed in the battle. Well, screw them. They clearly were of no help and it wasn't looking like she would be able to go back any time soon. It seemed the gods here were more tangible beings, so maybe she could get in their good graces.
Her fire. The mare craved it - the warmth, power and overall control. She was more with it. Now she was a mere mortal stuck in this unknown world with its own quarrels and tragedies she wasn't entirely interested in. Though, with the recent disappearance of her court's queen, it was beginning to become her problem. At least, if she wanted to continue having a home it would.
It wasn't something Morrighan would like to admit yet, but she was starting to grow fond of the Night Court. They were not the kingdom she grew up with and fought side by side with, but they were a decent group of equines. She supposed if this was it, it could be a little worse.
At least she had her solitude. As she looked out at the vast expanse of water, she observed each ripple that marked the surface. Life still went on (somehow) and so, she would too. Unlike many, she was resilient, she just had to… figure out how things worked around here. And figure out how to get my magic back… She knew magic existed here, but not quite how to wield it yet. Hopefully the secret could be uncovered soon.
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