when is a monster not a monster?
oh when you love it
oh when you love it
S
he looks to the world as a glass half-full: it is beautiful and it is sparkling. There are sleigh bells ringing somewhere in the distance, there are children laughing merrily. It reminds her oh so much of the joy with her sisters. Once, but once, she has visited them since they sent her off to Terrastella, sent her so that she would and could join the Halcyon. Juniper has, of course, for she's never quite let people's expectations of her fail and fall as feathers to the ground, left forgotten, sad, to be blown wherever the wind would take them next and then trampled underfoot. Oh, how could she when she loved them all so, when they loved her even more deeply? No.
No. Juniper could never disappoint those she holds most dear.
Somehow, someone whispered in her pale little ear that there was merriment afoot, that the world was to be decked in snow and ice, and that new friends and new flames would ignite. Of course, of course, Juniper wouldn't miss that, not even when her heart (at least a little part of it) flies with her bull wherever he might be. In Solterra she left him panting and alone. In Solterra she promised he would come back to her and she would still love him so fiercely, so much the same as before they were parted.
He will come back, the goddess-girl, the glowing girl, oh she knows that El Rey will return when he is ready. She could no more cage him than she would let herself be caged.
So, to pass the time between the longing of her heart and training with the Flight, Juniper comes to the lake that is now frozen over. Someone with magic strong enough to hold ice has made sure even the center is solid enough to hold a hundred bodies all moving together - that same person must have smoothed over the surface, for she can tell there's nary a dent to trip up those visiting.
There is a smile in place (when is there not?) that is hard to shake off. Juniper buys some cookies and cocoa, enough for two, and turns from the stall to look for her date. The card said they were of the water but not the ice. The card said they were enchanting. The card said their name is Anandi and Juniper knows that name. Juniper knows that girl.
Juniper's eyes light up when they find the red of her, the white of her, the whole of her striding her way. Wings unfurl, a soft hello, and she waits and waits for the woman to come to her. A venus flytrap does not chase its prey, it is patient and swallows it whole.
@Anandi | "speaks" | notes: I am absolutely ready for this !! <3
