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Played by Offline Elidhu [PM] Posts: 55 — Threads: 14
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Dawn Court Soldier
Female [She/Her]  |  11 [Year 500 Winter]  |  17 hh  |  Hth: 10 — Atk: 10 — Exp: 16  |    Active Magic: N/A  |    Bonded: N/A
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↞ Meira ↠
   
Meira lets the exhaustion sink into her bones. It is a slow creeping, all-consuming thing. It is insidious in the way it saps one of all emotion and energy. It leaves nothing behind, it is so unlike fire. Meira sinks like her bones, down into the soft dirt beside the stone paths winding into the depths of Terrastella. The paths are swarming with others who cast her the odd glance, their faces are marred with confusion by her makeshift resting place. Her lids are weary, and struggle to stay open. The nights are always so long. Each night she dies a thousand times when she dreams. She dreams of an abyss that is not like anything in this world. It is an abyss with teeth, and a ravenous hunger. The promise of sleep whispers to her, even as the bodies swarm beside her. She has slept in the sea before, and that is all they are. An indiscernable blob of bodies that mean nothing to her. She drifts into the darkness. Plunges into the icy grasp as it pulls her down. This world has a gravity all its own, a gravity and a voice so loud it thunders. The thunder spills from her lips, and startles the small crowd moving beside her. 

Blue chasms shoot open, wide with alarm. She glances around wildly until she realizes where she is. Meira stares at the faces peering at her, concern is etched into their features. She does not speak, she can only stare. Her head falls against the cool stone wall she is nestled beside. That is the thing about exhaustion, it doesn't let go until it is ready to. Meira wants to sleep until it washes away her memories of the life she had in Denocte. Until it erases her past, and she is born anew. Meira momentarily perks up at the thought that she will one day join the Roannes again. The earth-bound sea stirs as the hum of voices grows to a dull roar. The bodies are moving again, though some are lingering to study her. She wonders what they would think if they could see what she really was. When she was a child. She wonders if they could still find themselves concerned with someone and something who frightened so many. Meira shifts herself upright a bit, so that she is not leaning entirely against the stone wall near the entrance into the tulip strewn fields of Terrastella. One of the bodies is still lingering, lingering though all the others have only given pause and moved on. "Can I help you?" She murmurs to the equine hanging nearby. The sleep is not yet  gone from her eyes, nor is the exhaustion gone from her bones.

It will be a wonder if she can partake in the festivities at all. She wants to sleep, to really and truly sleep.

@Elena
I hope this is alright <3
 











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[Festival] Once upon a time... - by Meira - 11-10-2020, 08:13 PM
RE: [Festival] Once upon a time... - by Elena - 11-15-2020, 10:38 AM
RE: [Festival] Once upon a time... - by Meira - 11-30-2020, 12:47 PM
RE: [Festival] Once upon a time... - by Elena - 12-11-2020, 12:06 PM
RE: [Festival] Once upon a time... - by Meira - 12-24-2020, 12:04 AM
RE: [Festival] Once upon a time... - by Elena - 01-25-2021, 08:55 PM
RE: [Festival] Once upon a time... - by Meira - 02-15-2021, 03:19 PM
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