Deja Vu

E V A N G E L I N E

For the first time in ... well, as long as she could remember, Eva was alone. Truly alone. The Rift had successfully severed the tie she'd had with Tallis and the dragon had disappeared somewhere in the Portal. She had caught sight of his brilliant orange hide as he darted between the trees. She had tried calling to him, but he didn't seem to hear her. Or maybe he ignored her. Whatever had happened it had left an emptiness in Eva's chest, one that she couldn't ignore or fill no matter how she tried to occupy herself. The orange mare kept finding herself looking to the sky for her friend. Kept expecting to feel his claws and weight settle on her back where he often chose to ride instead of fly.

A heavy sigh slipped past the mare's pale lips and she turned her emerald eyes up toward the sky once more. White, puffy clouds floated lazily in the blue expanse, a few birds flitted here an there, but there was no sign of any dragon. It really was pointless for her to keep looking, but she couldn't seem to help herself. She couldn't dispatch the hope that whatever had caused Tallis to go rogue would fade away and he would return to her as if nothing had happened.

A breeze made the knee-high meadow grass sway and ripple, beckoning her forth. She moved slowly, a solitary orange beacon in a sea of blue-green grass that felt strangely familiar. Her head dipped and she lipped gently at the grass, but had no desire to eat, so she abandoned it and moved further into the meadow. Her ears twitched at the sound of running water and she continued forward until the source -- a stream of clear, cool water that cut through the meadow. Her head lifted, brow furrowed, as she looked around the meadow. There was a part of her that swore she had been here before, but she knew she hadn't.

Still, there was something about the meadow that picked and dug at memories long since buried in the back of her mind.

@Connor