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Posted by Hesper on March 2, 2009, 3:24 pm, in reply to "Today's not a good day. (any)"
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Her mother had let her out again. Considerably more cautious though, as it was night, and her mother could feel the crumbling of Solira in her bones. Hesper could feel it too – but she didn’t know what it was.
In the dark, her mother’s rainbow clung to her. Catching the moon, in flowered with its colours, wrapped at her hocks and pasterns. It braided through her mane, and her own air whistled and whip playfully by her side. Carefully looking around with her mother’s eyes (the bright amber that is, with sparks of sunshine and all thing happy), Hesper soon stops and takes in a deep breath.
Nostrils flutter, and she can smell something.
Something reminded her of the smell that her body instantly gave off after the bite from Dior. It was the smell of a body breaking down.
Considerably intrigued by this smell (as it was harsher than hers, it filled with blood and boils and burns and ash), she follows it, her nostrils scrunching as she gets closer. She can smell the fire, and salt, and it is strange – because she has never seen the ocean – and her pace hastens, with her foal curiosity.
When she comes upon them, the little part of Bifröst wrapped around her legs slinks forwards, and her face is blank. Hesper hadn’t seen anything like this before. She stands there, uneasy, her colours gold and brown and white, one of those children where the parents are almost so obvious it hurts.
But Hesper still takes a step forwards and she can feel her heart racing harder and faster, burning up in her chest. “Y-you need help!” She bleats suddenly, and a strand of the Bifröst slinks off into the distance. “I know someone, Mister Ern, he can heal you, do, do you want me to go get him? Actually there might be others who can help too, I’m not sure…” Her voice isn’t loud and demanding, strange for the obvious Lycoris in her bloodlines. It’s worried and trips over itself as she stands there uneasy, and looks pleadingly towards the girl, because it would be her who gave the response. “C-can I do something to help?”
Lycoris x Micah
air iii
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