she was powerful not because she wasn't scared,
but because she went on strongly despite her fear.
but because she went on strongly despite her fear.
Spring's vibrant rays of sunshine had warmed the daytime with increasing passion on this particular morning as a crowd began to form. Maerys knew not yet why, but as she advanced discreetly, Vradara flew ahead to scout the area. The dragon, both elegant and striking in the air, notified Maerys of a statue, though relayed little other information which left Maerys to figure it out on her own as she closed in on the crowd. The dragon, uninterested in the situation developing, circled in the air once with descending altitude before landing with ease on the ground next to Maerys. The mare simply eyed the dragon for a moment in regard before her attention refocused on the statue and those around her.
Lagging behind the others, her mauve orbs caught sight of the phenomenal figure that stood unafraid. The cast was one of a unicorn persisting proudly and valiantly, horn thrusted upwards. The design of the creation was far from ambiguous but the meaning was not. It was easily identifiable as a unicorn climbing some formation and Maerys noted that it seemed like a powerful creation, but did not understand what it truly meant. Did it mean that bravery was of the utmost importance? Was war on the horizon? Should they all run to the volcano and climb it? The possibilities were truly endless.
Her darkened ears flicked forward as she perceived that written on a note around the horn were the words time is free, time is here. There was no instant understanding- no ah ha! moment. The words meant nothing to the girl and by the lack of certainty that gleamed in the eyes of those around her, she assumed others didn't understand either. One of the horses lingering near her seemed to murmur something about the oddity of the island (which Maerys wholeheartedly agreed with) before her voice faded away to silence.
So that was it? No one knew?
Maerys had no idea how she could aid the small gathering- she was too new and inexperienced. She didn't speak to the gods nor could she decode the message. She remained silent and simply listened, perplexed and deeply fascinated by the beautiful and dark statue. So simple compared to the complexity of these lands, she felt somewhat lost but remained regardless, intent on finding answers.
Lagging behind the others, her mauve orbs caught sight of the phenomenal figure that stood unafraid. The cast was one of a unicorn persisting proudly and valiantly, horn thrusted upwards. The design of the creation was far from ambiguous but the meaning was not. It was easily identifiable as a unicorn climbing some formation and Maerys noted that it seemed like a powerful creation, but did not understand what it truly meant. Did it mean that bravery was of the utmost importance? Was war on the horizon? Should they all run to the volcano and climb it? The possibilities were truly endless.
Her darkened ears flicked forward as she perceived that written on a note around the horn were the words time is free, time is here. There was no instant understanding- no ah ha! moment. The words meant nothing to the girl and by the lack of certainty that gleamed in the eyes of those around her, she assumed others didn't understand either. One of the horses lingering near her seemed to murmur something about the oddity of the island (which Maerys wholeheartedly agreed with) before her voice faded away to silence.
So that was it? No one knew?
Maerys had no idea how she could aid the small gathering- she was too new and inexperienced. She didn't speak to the gods nor could she decode the message. She remained silent and simply listened, perplexed and deeply fascinated by the beautiful and dark statue. So simple compared to the complexity of these lands, she felt somewhat lost but remained regardless, intent on finding answers.
M A E R Y S
