V e i l N e b u l a
Caught up in a palentary world
She was starting to get used to be watched.
She knew she was different, knew it from the moment she landed, from the first breath she took, and the pain it caused, when others went about their life it was no change. When she walked with difficulty - struggling against the sudden gravity - and the others moved smoothly as if dancing through the air. She stood out with her galactic aspects, they were of the earth with hardness and strength. So much strength. Everyone she had met so far, had a strength of their own, though her new best friend, the mare who was already helping her considerably seemed to be filled with her own energy and power, and strength, a warmth a bundle of wonderful aspects, that acted as if there was nothing that she would let hurt Veil. She would stand by her side, and in that, she was beginning to feel like she wasn't alone so much anymore.
With her dearest new friend, she felt safe.
Perhaps that was why she didn't seem to be bothered by this arrival of another, her gaze watching, curious but gentle as the other watched her. He was different from her first friend, large, thicker, as if he were here to challenge the very earth to bow before his powerfully large hooves and massive wings. Next to him, the star felt smaller, a blip on a solar radar - a small star hidden behind the vastness of another. He had a way of commanding attention, and she couldn't help but obey.
She gave that attention.
But it didn't help her understand him, his words making no more sense than any others. She tilted her head, silent, wondering what he was saying as she stepped out of the shade. And then his eyes widened, she watched the reaction of him taking in the oddness of her celestial design, the nebula colors that shone through in so many aspects of her being - a star in a horse's body, crafted from the very particles of her nebula. He made another noise, this one sounding older than the last, but no less familiar. Another language she hadn't understood, another language she hadn't needed before. But then, he gave sounds she did recognize.
The introduction sound!
And like her friend, his was followed by a distinct noise, short and crisp like a cool drink of water. Short but strong, and she smiled brightly, dipping her own head in a silent greeting, though she didn't bother to try to explain who she was. There were no stars to point to, well, there was one, but she doubted he'd understand. Instead, she tilted her head when he made more noises, and a sense of concern filled her, as if his words expressed concern for her.
She seemed to pause, silent, not sure.
And then she shook her head. Not to his question, but the concern she felt. She didn't need concern. She was lonely and missing the skies, yes, but she wasn't in a bad state . . . just homesick. And unless he could get rid of gravity, he couldn't help her, even if he had somehow borrowed a star's radiation. She glanced back towards him, curious, before she used her muzzle, pointing to him, and then up towards the sun, her muzzle twisting in a confused, but curious expression - wanting to know why he seemed to share traits with the star visible during the day.
What was that secret?
FROM THE MOUTH
INSIDE THE MIND
@Sol Bestiam
Notes:: Baby is confused.
She knew she was different, knew it from the moment she landed, from the first breath she took, and the pain it caused, when others went about their life it was no change. When she walked with difficulty - struggling against the sudden gravity - and the others moved smoothly as if dancing through the air. She stood out with her galactic aspects, they were of the earth with hardness and strength. So much strength. Everyone she had met so far, had a strength of their own, though her new best friend, the mare who was already helping her considerably seemed to be filled with her own energy and power, and strength, a warmth a bundle of wonderful aspects, that acted as if there was nothing that she would let hurt Veil. She would stand by her side, and in that, she was beginning to feel like she wasn't alone so much anymore.
With her dearest new friend, she felt safe.
Perhaps that was why she didn't seem to be bothered by this arrival of another, her gaze watching, curious but gentle as the other watched her. He was different from her first friend, large, thicker, as if he were here to challenge the very earth to bow before his powerfully large hooves and massive wings. Next to him, the star felt smaller, a blip on a solar radar - a small star hidden behind the vastness of another. He had a way of commanding attention, and she couldn't help but obey.
She gave that attention.
But it didn't help her understand him, his words making no more sense than any others. She tilted her head, silent, wondering what he was saying as she stepped out of the shade. And then his eyes widened, she watched the reaction of him taking in the oddness of her celestial design, the nebula colors that shone through in so many aspects of her being - a star in a horse's body, crafted from the very particles of her nebula. He made another noise, this one sounding older than the last, but no less familiar. Another language she hadn't understood, another language she hadn't needed before. But then, he gave sounds she did recognize.
The introduction sound!
And like her friend, his was followed by a distinct noise, short and crisp like a cool drink of water. Short but strong, and she smiled brightly, dipping her own head in a silent greeting, though she didn't bother to try to explain who she was. There were no stars to point to, well, there was one, but she doubted he'd understand. Instead, she tilted her head when he made more noises, and a sense of concern filled her, as if his words expressed concern for her.
She seemed to pause, silent, not sure.
And then she shook her head. Not to his question, but the concern she felt. She didn't need concern. She was lonely and missing the skies, yes, but she wasn't in a bad state . . . just homesick. And unless he could get rid of gravity, he couldn't help her, even if he had somehow borrowed a star's radiation. She glanced back towards him, curious, before she used her muzzle, pointing to him, and then up towards the sun, her muzzle twisting in a confused, but curious expression - wanting to know why he seemed to share traits with the star visible during the day.
What was that secret?
FROM THE MOUTH
INSIDE THE MIND
@Sol Bestiam
Notes:: Baby is confused.
Could you be my super nova girl?
