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Eulalie WHAT IS DONE IN LOVE, IS DONE WELL.
Once the smoke and ash had cleared, the sun had risen over the horizon and the animals had seemed to calm, there was still curiosity and uncertainty. Many wanted to know what was happening on the southern reaches of their land that they could not see from Delumine. Eulalie had offered to put together a group of equines to travel south. Herself and a few of their soldiers, plus any citizens brave enough to face the unknown. And, her son. Regis, strong and bright and brave, for he walked on despite his fears or reservations, was at her side their entire journey down from Delumine, through the lands of their neighbors in Terrastella, to the coast. Her heart beat warmly and her eyes glowed with pride every time she glanced down upon him and his companion. Courage. He had spades of it, to overcome. To endure. As they took the first steps out onto the strange bridge, which shifted and changed with every mile, Eulalie took in all the details carefully. There was no visible end to this bridge, and she had no idea how long they would follow it out to sea. But she was certain of one thing; there was otherworldly magic here. That was the only way she could imagine such a thing coming into being overnight as it had. And when her son turned toward her with fear in his eyes she smiled and reached out to gently brush her cheek against his own. As above them Tabbris flapped his great wings upon the sea air, and before them Milo trotted along spryly, Eulalie knew one more thing. That all would be fine. She felt it, believed it. “It will hold us,” she said firmly, turning deep brown eyes upon Regis as she moved along beside him. "speech" @ |
STAFF EDIT***
@eulalie has rolled a 2, and has been awarded +40 signos!
