follow your fire

There was a quiet “ugh” emitted by the pale mare, which only caused Hope's smile to grow wider. If Valkyrie couldn't see the issues through talking and debate, perhaps being one would help to change her mind. There were also those pesky memories that filled the young woman's mind from her upbringing, which Hope had hope that blocking some of the memories would open her mind a bit more. Then, as the change manifested, Hope leaned back comfortably on her haunches to watch the spectacle.

Apparently the Rift had a sense of humor, as Valkyrie began to speak of the Galeae. It was a creature from the Rift and the way the mare had spoken it, the young deity could only assume that the jaws of the land had offered a trial of their own to accomplish. Her ears swiveled curiously as she gazed upon Valkyrie, wondering which of the gods would be cruel enough to punish her twice. But soon enough, Valkyrie was blaming Hope for the change and the trial, and all the deer deity could do was chuckle softly — a soft soothing sound.

“When you have learned from this experience and have successfully accepted the change to your ways, I will return and fix you. For now, however, enjoy.” Hope spoke clearly to the young woman, offering a dip of her head, a smirk, and a wink before stepping back and allowing the white folds of the world to envelope her again. Then, Hope vanished from sight.

“Talk.”

HOPE
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