azrael
Autumn breezes toyed with the flowers, sending them in a melody of song as gemstones tinged together. It was a sound which was unlike anything this world had heard before, a symphony which echoed over Bellum Steppe with a curious sort of tone. It is not this sound though, which draws Azrael in. Instead, the shed-star had followed the northern star, far from his home in Denocte, far from Caligo’s watch and toward the strange phenomenon, rather unknowingly. Had he of known of such a glorious sight though, he would have found his way here, drawn toward it like a moth to the flame.
As he nears the field of sparkling flowers, he begins to see a shock of color on the hillside. Faceted faces rose to meet the sunlight, and it glowed from each blossom in an otherworldly light. Entranced, he had to know more, creeping closer until he found himself engulfed in the rainbow of flowers around him. Azrael was clearly delighted, a wide smile crossing his face as his lips brushed against the delicate blossoms, and he barely resisted the urge to drop to his knees and roll in the beautiful field. Holding back, he simply touched as many as possible, picking one delicate stem and weaving it into his mane for safekeeping, unable to resist.
For the rest of the day, the male stayed in the field, watching with pleasure as others arrived and stumbled onto the splendor much as he had. He watched the smiles and bright joy that crossed their faces, touched with a warmth that could only be brought on by the magic of this world. As the sun began to set, there is only a hint of sadness in him, as Azrael turned his face once more toward the stars and wished the world of flowers adieu, making his way back to Delumine with joy in his heart.
***STAFF EDIT
@Azrael has rolled a 6! He has been awarded +150 signos for interacting with the flowers.
