look at the stars
look how they shine for you
He has done well, keeping to his promise of sticking close to either his mother or father’s sides as they traverse the bridge and explore its unrevealed secrets. His first few steps into the newly exposed world had been filled with trepidation, his lungs refusing to draw breath for what felt like a lifetime as he took it all in. What he saw was both awe-inspiring and utterly terrifying, spellbinding and beautiful yet savage and dangerous.look how they shine for you
They had spent little time within it so far, and every moment they spent outside the gate riddled him with anxious desire to explore its depths further. Still, he knew better than to sneak off and attempt to go it alone, knowing full well the trouble he would be in and the possibilities of what could happen.
Crossing the beach on their way back to said gate, Regis was taken aback by the form of a colt that wasn’t much older than himself – a fact he knew because the individual was from Delumine. Concern wrought itself across his young features and he looked with concern to those around him, but in the end he ignored any cues to stay back and instead hurried forward. He was slow, however, as the colt was bombarded by a crowd of equines much larger than himself, effectively blocking his view. The Prince made a soft sound of distress in the back of his throat as he struggled to find a view from which he could see, but as he did so his eyes caught a familiar sight off to his left, stealing his attention away from the others.
Ipomoea…?
His breath was stolen away with excitement, for he hadn’t seen the speckled stallion for quite some time since he had departed temporarily, or so his father had told him, from Delumine. Not wanting to seem a foolish child, he quietly trotted toward the Regent and smiled brightly toward him, Milo doing the same as he paced along at his side. Reaching out he brushed his whiskered muzzle against Ipomoea’s shoulder, clearly elated to see his Uncle safe with his own eyes.
It wasn’t long before the crowd began to dissipate, but as they did so Regis couldn’t ignore their passing whispers. He heard mention of Tempus and a relic, some sounding excited while others sounded confused or even frightened. Tearing his eyes from the departing conglomeration of equine, he then turned his sights to the statue they had gathered around, the colt now noticeably gone. He focused on the note plastered to the statue, eyes narrowing as he inspected it.
“… Uncle Po?” He spoke up after a few moments, the colt’s brow furrowing as he tried to absorb and dissect everything that was happening around them. “I heard some of them talking about a relic as they left. What is that?”
@Ipomoea for mentions <3
STAFF EDIT***
@Regishas rolled a 2! He has been awarded +100 signos.
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