S O L S T I C E
and at last i see the light, and it's like the fog has lifted
There is an easiness to the mare which struck her as something of a fascination. The idea of friendship was a new one for Solstice, but one she’d longed for all her life. So when Noëlle agrees to allow her company to the library, the winged mare lets out a breath of anticipation which she didn’t even realize she was holding. She smiles softly, nodding in agreement and falling into an easy pace beside her companion, marveling at the suggestion. “A library made of trees – it sounds delightful!” And the two women’s voices grew further and further away as they charted their path to the hidden groves of books, their conversation jovial and light as it floated through the quiet forests of Delumine.
― @Noëlle
