and, when the friendly sunshine smil'd,
and she would mark the opening skies,
i saw no Heaven—but in her eyes
and she would mark the opening skies,
i saw no Heaven—but in her eyes
Delumine was serenity in the budding youth of spring, soft shoots of green and the pale colors of flowers barely beginning to peek from between their curled petals. There was a gentle, caressing breeze that just kissed her skin as it drifted along. Eulalie stood, poised carefully on the bank of the Rapax as she looked down into its clear depths. It had rained recently, and the extra volume had the river rushing along like an impatient soul, with places to go and such little time to get there. The ground was soft, and the ivory woman was aware of the fragility of the ledge she stood upon but loved nothing more than to listen to the roar, such at odds with the rest of the province as it was. In truth, she was not standing there precariously just to watch the water race.
She hoped to catch a glimpse of one of the pink river dolphins that called the Rapax home. They were large, graceful and inquisitive creatures, and sight to behold. Would she get lucky, she did not know, but maybe. Just maybe, Eulalie would cross paths with one today. The wind picked up, gusts that pulled at her golden curls and threatened to tug her braid from its wrap. She could hear it rustle the grass and the branches of trees, and watched as it stirred up the surface of the already churning river. It brushed all along her body, as if begging her to race along with it and allow it to carry her off to new places.
Eulalie raised her freckled face skyward, which was lit with the early morning sun and washed in a pale blue. The soft light was not exactly warming, but she relished it as it shone down on the world anyway. This was perhaps her favorite time of day, just after dawn when the sky is milky in color and every creature is just beginning to wake. There was a stillness as the earth shook itself of sleep, drifting from dreams and eyes opening to the light. Each new day she stood here with her independence was an accomplishment to Eulalie, who for so long had fought against the bonds that had tied her down. Never would she be forced back into that life where she was not her own.
Although her scars reminded her of that time, she did not hide them. She had escaped, had overcome, and they were only representations of her fire, strength and resilience. Perhaps some would think they marred her simple beauty, but their opinions would not sway her. As a warrior of the Dawn Court maybe now they would be seen as badges of honor. A smile curved her soft pink lips. A warrior, free to protect and to serve as she wished. Delumine had been her refuge, her sanctuary, and they had taken her in instead of turned her away and she was thankful for everything the Court had given her. In turn, she had given her loyalty, and now, a year or so later, she felt more at home here than she ever had in Solterra.
She hoped to catch a glimpse of one of the pink river dolphins that called the Rapax home. They were large, graceful and inquisitive creatures, and sight to behold. Would she get lucky, she did not know, but maybe. Just maybe, Eulalie would cross paths with one today. The wind picked up, gusts that pulled at her golden curls and threatened to tug her braid from its wrap. She could hear it rustle the grass and the branches of trees, and watched as it stirred up the surface of the already churning river. It brushed all along her body, as if begging her to race along with it and allow it to carry her off to new places.
Eulalie raised her freckled face skyward, which was lit with the early morning sun and washed in a pale blue. The soft light was not exactly warming, but she relished it as it shone down on the world anyway. This was perhaps her favorite time of day, just after dawn when the sky is milky in color and every creature is just beginning to wake. There was a stillness as the earth shook itself of sleep, drifting from dreams and eyes opening to the light. Each new day she stood here with her independence was an accomplishment to Eulalie, who for so long had fought against the bonds that had tied her down. Never would she be forced back into that life where she was not her own.
Although her scars reminded her of that time, she did not hide them. She had escaped, had overcome, and they were only representations of her fire, strength and resilience. Perhaps some would think they marred her simple beauty, but their opinions would not sway her. As a warrior of the Dawn Court maybe now they would be seen as badges of honor. A smile curved her soft pink lips. A warrior, free to protect and to serve as she wished. Delumine had been her refuge, her sanctuary, and they had taken her in instead of turned her away and she was thankful for everything the Court had given her. In turn, she had given her loyalty, and now, a year or so later, she felt more at home here than she ever had in Solterra.
@Somnus I didn't know if we wanted this to be pre- or post-meeting so I left it pretty ambiguous as far as timeline goes!
