[ What Do You Have To Say? | Ni'Srilan: The Desert ]
Posted by Isra on January 31, 2009, 3:49 pm, in reply to "to write another travelin' song. "
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ISRA ;
Isra is working harder than normal just walking through the deep sand, the grains shifting away from her hooves as if an ocean was sucking them from under her feet. Of course, nothing could be further from the truth. Uneasily, she wonders what is under all the sand. Does it come to rock eventually, or just continue on and on and on, enough to swallow a horse and leave no trace?
She gives an internal shiver, careful to give no outside sign though the tips of her ears quiver a little. At Sterling’s words, she darts a wary glance toward him, with a growing suspicion that he is teasing her. Isra is not at all sure that she doesn’t mind being teased. It sets her on her guard again, though she tries not to show it.
She shakes her head a little, but says nothing else, quickening her pace. Then her mouth quirks suddenly into a crooked smile as Sterling turns, walking backwards, making little puddles with water that is very nearly alive, it seems, struggling over to the oasis.
“I’m the weird one?” she asks, mock skepticality on her features, a laugh in her voice. “I wouldn’t be talking.”
She shrugs, as the stallion speaks again. “Each to their own, I suppose.” She wrinkles her nose a little, wondering how anyone could dislike the glorious warmth of the sun, then relaxes a little.
“I’ve got no doubt I’ll have questions,” she says, eyeing the oasis longingly. To distract herself, for she will not turn her back on the stallion and she has no idea of their customs, she looks about her, squinting her eyes into the rising sun. “How do you get anywhere, for starters? It all looks the same, meaning no offense.”
Her tongue is paper-dry in her mouth, but she will not drink unless he does first. Her position is too fragile, too unsteady yet.
- - - - - - - - there is no such thing as truth
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