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.
He had caught her eye as she had caught his.
Aeranas seemed to be molded from a different cast than the average among them as he had a look uncommon to most. He had been lacquered and enameled by the shine of glass in the thick sunlight, reflecting in elegant ivory only found in select few. Mottled with freckles and gleaming rose along with specific points of his body, he radiated pastel vitality and brio. The structure of his face was composed of rounded contours, sculpted and pared to perfection.
And that tongue of his, oh, it was lethal when he spoke.
Maerys stood frozen as she watched his lips form words she had never been told before. She saw nothing short of curiosity and wonder on his face; the face of otherworldly elegance and ethereality. The stars, he said, they suspended for her. It brought a smile to her features, a shy one. It was a reaction to a compliment that reached a caliber she'd never heard prior. She'd always been known to be skilled with words, but she would never string words together in a way that would elicit the same flattered giddiness in her heart as his did.
Her eyes searched for his, as bright and spellbinding as lodestars, as he introduced himself as Aerie. They were bewitching, shining like two eternity-rose baubles enwrought in snow. "Aerie," she whispered back to him as the luminous heavenly bodies continued to flirt down at them from the endless arch of void-black beyond the moon's corona. "Thy words art far too kind," she took a moment before continuing, "I thank thee."
The pair was heavenly finery laid on Delumine's thick ground as they spoke, their hearts pulsing like the flashing pinpricks of stardust overhead.
Aeranas had been the last thing she expected.
She hadn't known what she would be walking home to, but it had not been this. Things changed around Delumine at every second as positions rotated and switched and drama regurgitated itself into new situations. There'd been a great beauty that intertwined itself into Dawn Court, but also a feeling of great sorrow.
Aeranas was definitely a pleasant reprieve.
"I am Maerys," and she reached for him in greeting, her muzzle to his.
Aeranas seemed to be molded from a different cast than the average among them as he had a look uncommon to most. He had been lacquered and enameled by the shine of glass in the thick sunlight, reflecting in elegant ivory only found in select few. Mottled with freckles and gleaming rose along with specific points of his body, he radiated pastel vitality and brio. The structure of his face was composed of rounded contours, sculpted and pared to perfection.
And that tongue of his, oh, it was lethal when he spoke.
Maerys stood frozen as she watched his lips form words she had never been told before. She saw nothing short of curiosity and wonder on his face; the face of otherworldly elegance and ethereality. The stars, he said, they suspended for her. It brought a smile to her features, a shy one. It was a reaction to a compliment that reached a caliber she'd never heard prior. She'd always been known to be skilled with words, but she would never string words together in a way that would elicit the same flattered giddiness in her heart as his did.
Her eyes searched for his, as bright and spellbinding as lodestars, as he introduced himself as Aerie. They were bewitching, shining like two eternity-rose baubles enwrought in snow. "Aerie," she whispered back to him as the luminous heavenly bodies continued to flirt down at them from the endless arch of void-black beyond the moon's corona. "Thy words art far too kind," she took a moment before continuing, "I thank thee."
The pair was heavenly finery laid on Delumine's thick ground as they spoke, their hearts pulsing like the flashing pinpricks of stardust overhead.
Aeranas had been the last thing she expected.
She hadn't known what she would be walking home to, but it had not been this. Things changed around Delumine at every second as positions rotated and switched and drama regurgitated itself into new situations. There'd been a great beauty that intertwined itself into Dawn Court, but also a feeling of great sorrow.
Aeranas was definitely a pleasant reprieve.
"I am Maerys," and she reached for him in greeting, her muzzle to his.
M A E R Y S
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