o d i l e
someone holds me safe and warm,
horses prance through a silver storm
figures dancing gracefully across my memory
The sometimes Swan was confused by the idea of how little Aeon seemed to know. Odile couldn't blame the younger stallion , though. He also had no plans to battle a Volcano himself, he liked his feathers pristine and beautiful. Odile did snort playfully at the idea of the younger stallion's comment on not being able to fly, "Just because you can't fly yet, doesn't mean you can't fly ever." He stated with a firm nod of his head.
Odile ughed, "I wouldn't really call it a fall, more of a crap it's sort of a crashed landing. But I had also been flying for a rather long time at that point." He explained, "I don't much believe in fate and such. I hate to learn my situation was faded." His ears fell black slightly, his expression troubled, "I don't know the best way to describe a curse. Grab a curse. I guess it's bad magic that is designed to hurt or upset someone." The 5 year old explained with obvious discomfort, he was surprised to learn Aeon couldn't read however. "Books tell only the writer's side, I think the mountains would be the most important to learn something from. But if need be, I can read out loud if you would prefer to start with the library."
"Speech"
Thoughts
@Aeon
Notes: <3 <3
