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The dark is deceptive, shrouding depth so that a mile may look like a meter and a meter may look like an endless abyss, the still, quiet air helping to further skew perception with its hollow, carrying quality, voices drifting across the night with an ease that daylight doesn’t afford. Light, too, seems to carry farther, if only because of the sharp contrast it strikes against its inky surroundings, mysterious glowing shapes floating and flickering with life some indiscernible distance away. It’s all too much of a draw, too interesting to be left alone.

Curiosity consumes the mare, tugging her along with ears cupped forward, head high, eyes searching, her steps quick and thoughtless - almost. Though she loathes to delay herself, the grey is careful to stay on a path, lesson learned and still close enough at hand to rein her in from her time being trapped in the Viride Forest. She doubts another kindly stranger will wander through if when she next finds herself caught up in her own enthusiasm, so best to use some precaution.

Gradually the ground rises beneath her hooves, lifting her higher. The air thins and more of the mysterious lights come into view, a whole swarm of them, closer now, surely. Stone begins to ring with each hurried step, but all she has attention for are the lights. There’s something mesmerizing about their lazy drifting, the thin, golden light they splash across nearby objects. It’s whimsical, charming.

As she closes what she thinks is the final space between her and her newfound obsession, something solid and dark appears, blocking out the warm glow from behind in an unmistakably equine shape. At this she pauses, hesitant, then tentatively calls, ”Hello?”

No one she's met in Novus has been hostile so far, but instinct is quick to remind her that it's never too late for that to change and that what doesn't kill her might just as easily leave her mangled or unspeakably damaged in some way, a fate she is completely committed to avoiding, if only by a hairsbreadth.

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Dancing Like Wishes On The Winter Air - by Auru - 01-07-2018, 08:07 PM
RE: Dancing Like Wishes On The Winter Air - by Adelheid - 01-11-2018, 10:19 AM
RE: Dancing Like Wishes On The Winter Air - by Auru - 01-17-2018, 01:00 PM
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