During her time in Novus, she had looked out at the island more than once, watching it float among the rough waves of the terminus sea, but she had never taken the chance to set foot on its shores. She was not there when it was swallowed, but she could feel the shudder, all the way from her bed in the night court.
It was with curiosity that she awoke, wondering what could have changed so suddenly to send such a ripple through the world. There was a sort of pull that came with it, some empty feeling that tugged her along, until she found herself stood on the cliffs of the terminus sea once more. Already stood for figures, one she recognized from the sovereign choosing, the others she recognized only from their statues atop the veneror peak.
Another mare had come too, though she seemed to leave just as quickly, after whispering something Luvena couldn’t hear towards the seas. She watched the gods and demi-goddess in silence for a few minutes, watching as they murmured quietly together before the gaping hole that seemed to be torn into the very fabric of the land.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, the way the rift before them had torn edges reminded her of Elysiums downfall and for a moment she feared that some infection had spread through the earth, and now was taking Novus with it. But quickly she stemmed that fear, remembering how quickly Elysium had fallen apart, how the firstborns had been nowhere to be seen. “What is this?” she asked quietly, not to anyone in particular.
It was with curiosity that she awoke, wondering what could have changed so suddenly to send such a ripple through the world. There was a sort of pull that came with it, some empty feeling that tugged her along, until she found herself stood on the cliffs of the terminus sea once more. Already stood for figures, one she recognized from the sovereign choosing, the others she recognized only from their statues atop the veneror peak.
Another mare had come too, though she seemed to leave just as quickly, after whispering something Luvena couldn’t hear towards the seas. She watched the gods and demi-goddess in silence for a few minutes, watching as they murmured quietly together before the gaping hole that seemed to be torn into the very fabric of the land.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, the way the rift before them had torn edges reminded her of Elysiums downfall and for a moment she feared that some infection had spread through the earth, and now was taking Novus with it. But quickly she stemmed that fear, remembering how quickly Elysium had fallen apart, how the firstborns had been nowhere to be seen. “What is this?” she asked quietly, not to anyone in particular.
