strangeness and
Although there are still pieces missing from their court, now is a time of celebration. To gather and remember why they are here and to just smile. Their Court has spent too long mourning and now it's time to remember what it's like to dance.
Before Corr makes her way to the dance hall, she comes upon the great fir tree set inside the citadel. It towers over her, perhaps even over the tallest draft horse, but it's absolutely beautiful. Whoever picked it out had a good eye. The smell of pine sap is strong here and she takes in a deep breath to enjoy it. There are others gathered around, picking from a pile of shiny and delicate ornaments to hang on its branches. There are the typical holiday colors- red, green, silver, gold, but it's a pile of pinecones that catches her eye. They are dusted almost as if they have silver snow on them and she picks one of them up immediately to place on a branch. It sits next to a large sand dollar and a smile tugs at her lips. In her mind, it's a small way of remembering the three that are missing today, but especially Asterion who wielded the power of the sea.
Another woman comes up next to her, eyeing the collection of ornaments. Red roses are woven into her hair and a dark red horn points out from her forehead. She is a gorgeous unicorn that does not look familiar to Corr and does not seem to smell like Dusk.
"Why, hello there, dear! Come to see the festivities of Terrastella?" she asks, offering a warm smile to the woman. "This tree is magnificent, I can't wait to get some more pretty ornaments up and really make it light up!" She looks back to the tree again; it's already looking better as more add to its decorations.
Hāsta, who had been perched on a lantern, flies down to land on Corr's shoulder. She looks at the woman with uncertainty. "My name is Corrdelia Maude, this is my companion, Hāsta. And you are?"
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With the change of the seasons came Terrastella's own way of celebration. As Corrdelia walks the halls of the citadel, she remembers the last gathering they had. The painting of The Tower is still pinned to a wall back home, but she's thankful it seems what it prophesized has since passed (both Raum's reign and the volcanic chaos of the island).Although there are still pieces missing from their court, now is a time of celebration. To gather and remember why they are here and to just smile. Their Court has spent too long mourning and now it's time to remember what it's like to dance.
Before Corr makes her way to the dance hall, she comes upon the great fir tree set inside the citadel. It towers over her, perhaps even over the tallest draft horse, but it's absolutely beautiful. Whoever picked it out had a good eye. The smell of pine sap is strong here and she takes in a deep breath to enjoy it. There are others gathered around, picking from a pile of shiny and delicate ornaments to hang on its branches. There are the typical holiday colors- red, green, silver, gold, but it's a pile of pinecones that catches her eye. They are dusted almost as if they have silver snow on them and she picks one of them up immediately to place on a branch. It sits next to a large sand dollar and a smile tugs at her lips. In her mind, it's a small way of remembering the three that are missing today, but especially Asterion who wielded the power of the sea.
Another woman comes up next to her, eyeing the collection of ornaments. Red roses are woven into her hair and a dark red horn points out from her forehead. She is a gorgeous unicorn that does not look familiar to Corr and does not seem to smell like Dusk.
"Why, hello there, dear! Come to see the festivities of Terrastella?" she asks, offering a warm smile to the woman. "This tree is magnificent, I can't wait to get some more pretty ornaments up and really make it light up!" She looks back to the tree again; it's already looking better as more add to its decorations.
Hāsta, who had been perched on a lantern, flies down to land on Corr's shoulder. She looks at the woman with uncertainty. "My name is Corrdelia Maude, this is my companion, Hāsta. And you are?"
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