It had been some time since Ciaran had found herself in the embrace of kingdom life - she had last been in the wintery world she’d been born in, but it had been so changed. She’d been unable to find her place there and so had left, making her way from here to there. She was never alone, with Karsi at her side and Avitus with her in spirit, in some way.
So she believed.
The lass was walking quietly, having spent some time upon the island of space and time, lost in the nebula. She felt like she’d have stayed there and whittled away into nothing, for there had been nothing else but the twisting light and exploding stars, as their light shone upon the gathering clouds of gas and elements all around. A comet had been racing by, and she’d lay there and watched.
It had made her feel like she was home and young, as she had when she’d been a child dancing atop the mountain where the lights touched the earth. It had felt similar and made her feel comforted. With that warming feeling, she’d felt the presence of Karsi and had realised she couldn’t stay here.
She’d detached herself, and so made her way from here and into reality again. Was it real though? She found herself questioning everything but Karsi comforted and grounded her, and she found her way. Through the Night Court, she’d come, into the world of Denocte. The snowcapped mountains warmed her heart and she smiled.
As she beheld the Keep, she slowed and faltered, ceasing her walk. Karsi stopped at her flank, his dark gaze cast upon her. Ciaran was looking over the rock and stone, feeling a heavy feeling inside her chest. She wanted to go in and see, but she wasn’t sure. This was so different from the worlds she knew, to the Keep she’d been born in and knew every crevice, every secret - but it was new.
With a burst of confidence, Ciaran stepped forward.
She wouldn’t let her worry stop her. She knew the way… and she’d find what waited for her here. She was suddenly excited by it, apprehension went and Ciaran picks up her speed a little.
After all, Denocte awaited and everything before her was unraveling - but in a way that excited her, right down into her core.
So she believed.
The lass was walking quietly, having spent some time upon the island of space and time, lost in the nebula. She felt like she’d have stayed there and whittled away into nothing, for there had been nothing else but the twisting light and exploding stars, as their light shone upon the gathering clouds of gas and elements all around. A comet had been racing by, and she’d lay there and watched.
It had made her feel like she was home and young, as she had when she’d been a child dancing atop the mountain where the lights touched the earth. It had felt similar and made her feel comforted. With that warming feeling, she’d felt the presence of Karsi and had realised she couldn’t stay here.
She’d detached herself, and so made her way from here and into reality again. Was it real though? She found herself questioning everything but Karsi comforted and grounded her, and she found her way. Through the Night Court, she’d come, into the world of Denocte. The snowcapped mountains warmed her heart and she smiled.
As she beheld the Keep, she slowed and faltered, ceasing her walk. Karsi stopped at her flank, his dark gaze cast upon her. Ciaran was looking over the rock and stone, feeling a heavy feeling inside her chest. She wanted to go in and see, but she wasn’t sure. This was so different from the worlds she knew, to the Keep she’d been born in and knew every crevice, every secret - but it was new.
With a burst of confidence, Ciaran stepped forward.
She wouldn’t let her worry stop her. She knew the way… and she’d find what waited for her here. She was suddenly excited by it, apprehension went and Ciaran picks up her speed a little.
After all, Denocte awaited and everything before her was unraveling - but in a way that excited her, right down into her core.
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