V e i l N e b u l a
Caught up in a palentary world
She didn't notice the change in environment.
Well, not true, she felt the wind picking up, pulling on her mane. She felt the tide coming in, wetting her hooves, catching up in galactic dust that would then become caught on her skin, bonding through the hydrogen and oxygen atoms in the water. But she had no knowledge any of this could be bad - forcing her to take cues from the other, surprised when the creature of the earth, the one decorated by gold moved to shield her from the wind. Veil blinked in surprise, looking up at the other silently, even as she took a step closer, and another emotion was finally placed.
Care, protection, awareness, presence.
She was being aided by the stranger that she became more and more grateful to. She had come to this beach, to see how the water reflected the sky, making her feel like she was just outside of the universe, and yet not so close enough to join the heavens again, a melancholy state that had left her feeling more lost and alone - and then this earthen goddess crafter of soil and veins of gold arrived, and she cast those worries, fears, and desperate loneliness away, replacing it instead with understanding and compassion, a constant presence so far that promised more care should she need it. Warm as the sun, steady as the earth - a mare that Veil could feel admiration building up for inside herself.
Then it was suggested they move on.
Or that was what it seemed to be to Veil, who hadn't really understood what had been suggested, what the noises made were alluding to. Yet, she put her faith in the other, allowing her to lead the way, silently watching, silently following. Silent, but watching, seeing everything, soaking it all up as if she could gain knowledge purely through osmosis. She followed the way pointed, up the ledges before finally, they stopped in the outcrop, and she was suddenly pointed towards some green patch, and this time when the other spoke, it was clear, it was concrete, a name for the item. Veil blinked, glancing from the mare than to the greenery she had named, the sounds familiar but a connection made between neurons.
And then the other seemed to pause.
Her muzzle suddenly turned, head twisting to touch her own side, and then that noise from before was repeated, the one that was used in correlation to a greeting noise, but not part of the noises she usually heard. They had said their greetings, though, what was the point of repeating . . . . oh, oh . . . Oh. . . . OH!! It was like a light bulb turned on, and suddenly she felt like she understood It wasn't a greeting noise. It was HER noise, the noise of the mare that made her, her. And Veil's eyes widened, her muzzle dropping into a bright smile, nodding her head vastly in understanding.
It wasn't a greeting, it was a gift!
She had shared her noise, and suddenly Veil wanted to do the same, her hooves almost dancing her in place, as her muzzle dipped, tapping her chest and then moving up again . . . and her eyes went wide as her body rose. How does she return the favor? How does she introduce herself without knowing how? She paused as she seemed to struggle with the return, her muzzle dropping, her features shifting to embarrassed dismay before she glanced at her dust. Instantly her tail was kicked up, and the colors suddenly worked around them, and in that moment, with the colorful hues of the nebula she was born from surrounding her, Veil's muzzle dipped, first to her chest, then to the nebula in her galactic fust, before finally her muzzle turned upwards, towards the sky, the universe, a silent explanation for where she came from, the Nebula that became a star and then crashed on this planet.
FROM THE MOUTH
INSIDE THE MIND
@Jane
Notes:: She is having some connections being made now :D
Well, not true, she felt the wind picking up, pulling on her mane. She felt the tide coming in, wetting her hooves, catching up in galactic dust that would then become caught on her skin, bonding through the hydrogen and oxygen atoms in the water. But she had no knowledge any of this could be bad - forcing her to take cues from the other, surprised when the creature of the earth, the one decorated by gold moved to shield her from the wind. Veil blinked in surprise, looking up at the other silently, even as she took a step closer, and another emotion was finally placed.
Care, protection, awareness, presence.
She was being aided by the stranger that she became more and more grateful to. She had come to this beach, to see how the water reflected the sky, making her feel like she was just outside of the universe, and yet not so close enough to join the heavens again, a melancholy state that had left her feeling more lost and alone - and then this earthen goddess crafter of soil and veins of gold arrived, and she cast those worries, fears, and desperate loneliness away, replacing it instead with understanding and compassion, a constant presence so far that promised more care should she need it. Warm as the sun, steady as the earth - a mare that Veil could feel admiration building up for inside herself.
Then it was suggested they move on.
Or that was what it seemed to be to Veil, who hadn't really understood what had been suggested, what the noises made were alluding to. Yet, she put her faith in the other, allowing her to lead the way, silently watching, silently following. Silent, but watching, seeing everything, soaking it all up as if she could gain knowledge purely through osmosis. She followed the way pointed, up the ledges before finally, they stopped in the outcrop, and she was suddenly pointed towards some green patch, and this time when the other spoke, it was clear, it was concrete, a name for the item. Veil blinked, glancing from the mare than to the greenery she had named, the sounds familiar but a connection made between neurons.
And then the other seemed to pause.
Her muzzle suddenly turned, head twisting to touch her own side, and then that noise from before was repeated, the one that was used in correlation to a greeting noise, but not part of the noises she usually heard. They had said their greetings, though, what was the point of repeating . . . . oh, oh . . . Oh. . . . OH!! It was like a light bulb turned on, and suddenly she felt like she understood It wasn't a greeting noise. It was HER noise, the noise of the mare that made her, her. And Veil's eyes widened, her muzzle dropping into a bright smile, nodding her head vastly in understanding.
It wasn't a greeting, it was a gift!
She had shared her noise, and suddenly Veil wanted to do the same, her hooves almost dancing her in place, as her muzzle dipped, tapping her chest and then moving up again . . . and her eyes went wide as her body rose. How does she return the favor? How does she introduce herself without knowing how? She paused as she seemed to struggle with the return, her muzzle dropping, her features shifting to embarrassed dismay before she glanced at her dust. Instantly her tail was kicked up, and the colors suddenly worked around them, and in that moment, with the colorful hues of the nebula she was born from surrounding her, Veil's muzzle dipped, first to her chest, then to the nebula in her galactic fust, before finally her muzzle turned upwards, towards the sky, the universe, a silent explanation for where she came from, the Nebula that became a star and then crashed on this planet.
FROM THE MOUTH
INSIDE THE MIND
@Jane
Notes:: She is having some connections being made now :D
Could you be my super nova girl?
