S O L S T I C E
and at last i see the light, and it's like the fog has lifted
The tales had led her here – tales of a tree, magical and strange. Solstice wanted to see everything, to experience all that this new world had to offer. So while she has some trepidation in leaving the comfort of the few places she’d come to know in Novus, she does so with hope battling the fear in her heart.
She walks alone in the field, ears flicking to catch sounds around her, wings tucking gracefully against her sides. They hug her tightly as she walks – her lion tail flicking back and forth, leading bystanders to wonder if she were agitated or merely caught up in her own thoughts. Her doe-eyes are wide as they drink in the expanse of this new place, drawing forward in search of the mythical tree as she goes.
It stands tall ahead of her, unmistakably the tree of lore and not another more ordinary tree. Taller than two or three trees combined, it is the only thing standing in a sea of gold. She whispers a quiet prayer of admiration, creeping closer and noting that the leaves were not truly leaves, but tiny bits of silver stardust which twinkled with every shiver of the wind. The trunk shines brightly in a kaleidoscope of hues, so fantastic that she reaches to touch it, gasping as her lips find it cold and diamond-hard.
Only magic could do a thing like this, so Solstice takes a posture of wariness, not fully trusting the strange magic which could create such a thing. Still, the tree is a thing of beauty, one which brings the mare peace, so she stands beneath its star-flecked leaves for a while. In the quiet, she can simply absorb the wonder of it, staying until the sun began to fade in the sky, and sighing as she turns to leave for Delumine once more, regretful to leave the magnificent structure behind.
She walks alone in the field, ears flicking to catch sounds around her, wings tucking gracefully against her sides. They hug her tightly as she walks – her lion tail flicking back and forth, leading bystanders to wonder if she were agitated or merely caught up in her own thoughts. Her doe-eyes are wide as they drink in the expanse of this new place, drawing forward in search of the mythical tree as she goes.
It stands tall ahead of her, unmistakably the tree of lore and not another more ordinary tree. Taller than two or three trees combined, it is the only thing standing in a sea of gold. She whispers a quiet prayer of admiration, creeping closer and noting that the leaves were not truly leaves, but tiny bits of silver stardust which twinkled with every shiver of the wind. The trunk shines brightly in a kaleidoscope of hues, so fantastic that she reaches to touch it, gasping as her lips find it cold and diamond-hard.
Only magic could do a thing like this, so Solstice takes a posture of wariness, not fully trusting the strange magic which could create such a thing. Still, the tree is a thing of beauty, one which brings the mare peace, so she stands beneath its star-flecked leaves for a while. In the quiet, she can simply absorb the wonder of it, staying until the sun began to fade in the sky, and sighing as she turns to leave for Delumine once more, regretful to leave the magnificent structure behind.
***STAFF EDIT
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@solstice has been awarded +1EXP!
