V e i l N e b u l a
Caught up in a palentary world
Veil didn't hesitate in demonstrating emotional connection.
Jane was family in a way Veil hadn't experience before meeting Jane - and since meeting Jane, she had only felt such a connection with Torielle, and that one had been different. So different. So wonderfully different. Torielle was like promise, and fear, and temptation, and goodness, and future all rolled into a jumble of thoughts, emotions and colors: rose pink, and yellow and warmth, and joy. Jane was safe, like home. Like the taste of chocolate on your tongue, like the warmth of a blanket around your shoulders after running through the rain to get home. Jane was comfort. Torielle was desire, but both felt like family.
And wasn't that the joy of family, that they could come in any shape and size?
So as Jane fell apart, Veil held her close. Her wing closed in around her, holding the larger mare as she shook, her muzzle gently soothing over Jane's back and mane, ensuring that Jane wouldn't forget she was there for her, that no disappearance was going to chase Veil away. Jane had been the sister, the first taste of companionship Veil had ever experienced. And she would forgive Jane for trying to find a better way for them. How you treated me? She repeats quizzically, You gave me a home, Jane. You gave me a sense of companionship. Of family. You showed me what to eat, how to behave around others. You taught me to not go too far into the ocean, and taught me that the sweetness of fruit can't be compared. You taught me that even in darkness, the stars will still shine. Because you were my star when my loneliness was closing in like a black hole. You may have left, but I have to also acknowledge you were going home. We both know, I would have done the same to you, if the stars had told me how.
Veil's smile was warm, reassuring, as she pressed her muzzle against the Jane's cheek, a tender touch.
There is nothing you have done wrong, not in my eyes. She promised, before pulling back, ears flicking when Jane declared she had ruined things, that everything good in her life had been killed, married to a gelding, and immediately Veil was shushing her, Stop that. Hush now. I am still here. You haven't destroyed this, and frankly, sister, one cannot blame you for being hungry, for wanting to go home. She pulled Jane closer, her neck falling over Jane's back, hugging her so tightly, Jane would be able to notice the stillness of her chest, There were many times, even before you left where I tried to fly out of orbit you know. When the instinct the desire to go home was so strong, I didn't look back. I jumped, and lunged from the highest points, flew up high until the air turned frosty, and ice clung to my wings. The only thing that kept me coming home those days were the fact I couldn't go fast enough, high enough. How can I fault you for doing what I would have done, what I tried to do."
She pauses for a moment, coming back to the husband part.
Jane . . . his . . . status doesn't define your future. You may never have child you birth from your husband, no; but how many foals out there could use a home. Is the coven of blood the only bonds that tie? Are we not sisters, despite not being related? Would a child you adopted really not be legitimate, just because they did not come from your body. You still have so much to give. Your very presence here today has settled my mind with peace . . . you might have felt like you threw it away. . . but it is still sitting at your hooves, waiting for you to simply pick those items back up. Because they're not lost . . . And as long as I am here, sister; you shall never have to be lonely - for I simply will not allow it.
She had tasted the loneliness of space, she wouldn't allow Jane to experience anything even remotely similar.
FROM THE MOUTH
INSIDE THE MIND
@Jane
Notes:: <3
Jane was family in a way Veil hadn't experience before meeting Jane - and since meeting Jane, she had only felt such a connection with Torielle, and that one had been different. So different. So wonderfully different. Torielle was like promise, and fear, and temptation, and goodness, and future all rolled into a jumble of thoughts, emotions and colors: rose pink, and yellow and warmth, and joy. Jane was safe, like home. Like the taste of chocolate on your tongue, like the warmth of a blanket around your shoulders after running through the rain to get home. Jane was comfort. Torielle was desire, but both felt like family.
And wasn't that the joy of family, that they could come in any shape and size?
So as Jane fell apart, Veil held her close. Her wing closed in around her, holding the larger mare as she shook, her muzzle gently soothing over Jane's back and mane, ensuring that Jane wouldn't forget she was there for her, that no disappearance was going to chase Veil away. Jane had been the sister, the first taste of companionship Veil had ever experienced. And she would forgive Jane for trying to find a better way for them. How you treated me? She repeats quizzically, You gave me a home, Jane. You gave me a sense of companionship. Of family. You showed me what to eat, how to behave around others. You taught me to not go too far into the ocean, and taught me that the sweetness of fruit can't be compared. You taught me that even in darkness, the stars will still shine. Because you were my star when my loneliness was closing in like a black hole. You may have left, but I have to also acknowledge you were going home. We both know, I would have done the same to you, if the stars had told me how.
Veil's smile was warm, reassuring, as she pressed her muzzle against the Jane's cheek, a tender touch.
There is nothing you have done wrong, not in my eyes. She promised, before pulling back, ears flicking when Jane declared she had ruined things, that everything good in her life had been killed, married to a gelding, and immediately Veil was shushing her, Stop that. Hush now. I am still here. You haven't destroyed this, and frankly, sister, one cannot blame you for being hungry, for wanting to go home. She pulled Jane closer, her neck falling over Jane's back, hugging her so tightly, Jane would be able to notice the stillness of her chest, There were many times, even before you left where I tried to fly out of orbit you know. When the instinct the desire to go home was so strong, I didn't look back. I jumped, and lunged from the highest points, flew up high until the air turned frosty, and ice clung to my wings. The only thing that kept me coming home those days were the fact I couldn't go fast enough, high enough. How can I fault you for doing what I would have done, what I tried to do."
She pauses for a moment, coming back to the husband part.
Jane . . . his . . . status doesn't define your future. You may never have child you birth from your husband, no; but how many foals out there could use a home. Is the coven of blood the only bonds that tie? Are we not sisters, despite not being related? Would a child you adopted really not be legitimate, just because they did not come from your body. You still have so much to give. Your very presence here today has settled my mind with peace . . . you might have felt like you threw it away. . . but it is still sitting at your hooves, waiting for you to simply pick those items back up. Because they're not lost . . . And as long as I am here, sister; you shall never have to be lonely - for I simply will not allow it.
She had tasted the loneliness of space, she wouldn't allow Jane to experience anything even remotely similar.
FROM THE MOUTH
INSIDE THE MIND
@Jane
Notes:: <3
Could you be my super nova girl?
