Oh, how she dances, stepping clear of the grass below and feeling the caress of the wind as it wove patterns upon her flesh. The feel of it, the scent of the air and the strange sensation that the very open sky around her was humming along with her, giving its voice to her, made her feel so alive. Her own voice had become louder, though Indrani’s forward motion had slowed and she was watching the dark shadow of wing and feather come downwards.
There was a moment when Indrani’s song hesitated, pausing but the breeze reflected this, steadying itself as she then burst into a whistle - and the shadow is there, standing tall upon four limbs. The wings were tucked at her sides, but the siren was so entranced by the neat way that the strange shadow had materialised before her as a flesh and blood being... And who was like her but able to ride the currents of the air rather than the ocean deep.
She cannot help but give a wild smile that reaches into her eyes, as she bows her head, ever demure.
“Your own gift is marvellous - I have not seen one like me who can ride the wind in the same way I follow the currents of the ocean,” she speaks, and she truly means every word that she says. Her tone is bright despite the dark, a strange absurd optimism about her.
And she throws her head back, looking towards the sky and for a moment feels like she might sink into the water should she remain still. Yet there was no water here, and the ground did not swallow her whole. She laughs lightly.
“I have never witnessed a magic like this. It reminds me of home, if not for the feeling of the ground beneath me to remind me where I am. Do you live in this strange place?” She asks the stranger, bright eyes returning to her - and she was still marvelling over the beauty of the stranger; she was truly unlike nothing she’d seen before.
@Mephisto <33
There was a moment when Indrani’s song hesitated, pausing but the breeze reflected this, steadying itself as she then burst into a whistle - and the shadow is there, standing tall upon four limbs. The wings were tucked at her sides, but the siren was so entranced by the neat way that the strange shadow had materialised before her as a flesh and blood being... And who was like her but able to ride the currents of the air rather than the ocean deep.
She cannot help but give a wild smile that reaches into her eyes, as she bows her head, ever demure.
“Your own gift is marvellous - I have not seen one like me who can ride the wind in the same way I follow the currents of the ocean,” she speaks, and she truly means every word that she says. Her tone is bright despite the dark, a strange absurd optimism about her.
And she throws her head back, looking towards the sky and for a moment feels like she might sink into the water should she remain still. Yet there was no water here, and the ground did not swallow her whole. She laughs lightly.
“I have never witnessed a magic like this. It reminds me of home, if not for the feeling of the ground beneath me to remind me where I am. Do you live in this strange place?” She asks the stranger, bright eyes returning to her - and she was still marvelling over the beauty of the stranger; she was truly unlike nothing she’d seen before.
@Mephisto <33
