— M A X E N C E —
In his chest there dwelt an unquenchable thirst. It was the kind that water could not satisfy, nor the kind that food would sate. It was a wanderlust that itched at his skin; a wish to see more of his world and the lands he ruled.
To the Oasis he had flown, dreams of fruits and palms filling his dreams and desires as he imagined what it might look like. Was it truly a haven? If so, why had the Day Court fortress been built so far from it?
Soaring above like an eagle stalking prey, Maxence searched the ground below with keen eyes for any indication of a water source. There was nothing - no elevation, no hills, no sudden gullies. The relentless Mors would not give up it's secret so easily.
Swooping in closer, the new sovereign aimed to land upon an outcrop of rocks, his eyes scanning the sand-stained landscape ahead. It was then that he heard that familiar, beautiful hiss of a waterfall.
Ears swivelling backward, Maxence soon romped atop the large expanse of rocks in order to find the shaded water beneath, breaths still hot and heavy from flight. One step after the other, rummaging his way through thick pleats of vines, Maxence was soon met with an awe inspiring view of crystaline pools and an endless waterfall. It was perhaps one of the most beautiful places he'd seen in Novus, or ever seen period. These secret nooks did not exist in his homeland of swamps and forests, so as he tread carefully through the sparkling pool he began to wonder if this was even real. The flowers that bloomed could put him in a trance if he stayed admiring thier scent much longer, and the water tasted far sweeter than the dirty kind they wrenched from the ground in the fortress.
Part of him wished to bring his fellow comrades here to cherish and marvell at it like he was, though he knew that one hour in here with the whole day court and the place would be ruined.
For now it was a secret he'd keep to himself.
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