When the first breath of winter through the flowers is icing
And you look to the north and a pale moon is rising
And you look to the north and a pale moon is rising
Twilight had to be her absolute favorite time of day, when the sky was lit with the gorgeous combinations of reds fading through pink and orange to yellows, and purples mixing with the blues. It was always a magical thing to observe, but even more so when surrounded by a breathtaking meadow as she was now. Sprawled out rather unceremoniously in a secluded area of the lake's shores was a midnight blue hued mare, staring longingly up into the stars that were slowly beginning to speckle the sky above. Lyra had few precious memories left, but she remembered her home, she remembered the war, and she remembered her brother. At some point in her life however she'd begun to start losing hope that he was still alive, somewhere out there.
There'd been no real signs of him anywhere she'd looked, so it was hard to keep focused on trying to find him when it felt so helpless. It didn't stop her from stargazing though, and whenever she did, she was completely zoned out, focused solely on the sky. Though, this particular evening, the smell of the water that surrounded her was rather distracting, relaxing even, she it took all of her will to not doze off. Taking a deep breath of the aroma, Lyra stretched out and gave a quick couple of rolls, letting it soak into her skin as she did so.
If she were truly honest with herself though, which she usually was - just not to others, she was lonely, and had been for far too long. She'd never bothered to make any friends in the places she'd been before, mostly because she always found herself in dangerous situations and friends were just liabilities, so it was simply easier to just not make them in the first place.
"Speak"
There'd been no real signs of him anywhere she'd looked, so it was hard to keep focused on trying to find him when it felt so helpless. It didn't stop her from stargazing though, and whenever she did, she was completely zoned out, focused solely on the sky. Though, this particular evening, the smell of the water that surrounded her was rather distracting, relaxing even, she it took all of her will to not doze off. Taking a deep breath of the aroma, Lyra stretched out and gave a quick couple of rolls, letting it soak into her skin as she did so.
If she were truly honest with herself though, which she usually was - just not to others, she was lonely, and had been for far too long. She'd never bothered to make any friends in the places she'd been before, mostly because she always found herself in dangerous situations and friends were just liabilities, so it was simply easier to just not make them in the first place.
"Speak"
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