[P] I walk to the echo of stars

[Nyx]

Mine are the gleaming stars
Mine is the silvery moon
And the flickering shadows
For I am the Queen of Darkness
I am the Night Incarnate

The night is calm and quiet. The moon serene in her bed of stars. For once Nyx’s heart felt free, in a manner she had not experienced for many moons. No longer did she feel chained to the past, to the darkness of her father. No longer did she feel caged by events she could spend all her life wishing had never happened. She felt unrestricted, liberated, like a bird set free. The stars beamed and the heavens beckoned, drawing her forth from the salty shores. With Alanaris, Caeleste, Sovereign and Edana in the past, the night seemed to draw her into the present, into the future. Whatever this world was, whatever this land was named, Nyx felt as though she might have finally found a place to truly call home. Unshackled from her mistakes, from her power and her family, the fallen Goddess was ready to start a new life.

With a poignant hiss, the portal that had deposited her upon the beach closed. For a moment Nyx felt that sharp stab of fear, of sorrow. She could be trapped here forever, never to see her friends again. She thinks of Io Kairavi, of Ciaran and Nylah, of Aelin and Campion and Avallac’h. And lastly she thinks of Thanantos. A few months ago she might have believed they were better off without her. And truly, though some may miss her, they would continue on without her. No. She steeled herself against the sadness that licks her heart like devouring flames. She needed this fresh start and she deserved it.

Snow dusted the beach, dotted the grassy verge as she followed a meandering path away from the shore. On the horizon, the soft glow of firelight whispered of a settlement up ahead. Elegantly, the star-dusted femme picks up a trot, eager to investigate the unfamiliar land. Sapphire oculars alight with the silver glimmer of the moon she was a blue beacon in the gathering shadows, as twilight was overcome by the true darkness of midnight.

It did not take long to crest the hill and reach the glowing city, lit by a thousand lanterns. It was like gold stars across a black sky, a city of flickering flames and charming buildings. A faint smile on her lips, a gleam in her eyes, Nyx wanders down a large street, gazing at the scenery as she passed by. There would be an inn or something where she would spend the night, but for now the femme was content with roaming the town.

darkrise | lyricthemare | Gabriele Motter

@Elchanan <3