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Stolen Life
RP Wanted The Portal 
Adria
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Ava


How long did she just lay there? Had anyone else passed? Who made that noise? Curved ears twitch, twisting to the mare who fell. There was someone there. Someone alive. Talking, to her? Sea blue eyes finally turn, her attention coming to a curious looking filly. The bright colors made the sea pearl’s attention catch more, the first they had done so in so long, but still the wind stayed dead on her back. Even as the rain began to fall, the few drops warning of the coming of the endless, nothing stirred around her.

Crystals? The mare’s eyes fall to the crystals as they spring forth with each step of the babe. Strange. But her face doesn’t show it. It remains ever still and blank. “Hello.” The melody which used to dance across her tone has been flattened to something lifeless. So much of her soul was dead, how could parts of her not be affected? See you…the girl drops her gaze. See her…when was the last time she’d been seen? She’d kept to herself so much, rarely spoken to anyone, and even then her mood had driven them off without much time. And endless cycle-

Alright? For the first time in a while an emotion passes over her face, but it is confusion. She can’t understand the phrase. She can’t- and then she remembers, as she usually eventually did. So it was then that the girl draws up her wings which had been so carelessly let fall, their weight always so light, so empty now with her blades gone. It made another stone land in her gut. But she does gather them and her head does rise slightly. When she finally does answer, its cryptic. “I’m not hurt.” That alone was an answer.

“Did you come through the portal too? Are you hurt?” Though it had some sincerity, it was all spoken with a deadpan voice, and eyes so glassed, they might have been back in Helovia. But that was impossible. She remembered trying to get back here, back to the Rift, whenever it was she had had enough of her adventure. The Rift had been her home (what she had wanted so badly to go back to)…but it didn’t feel like it anymore.
"their speech goes here and this is the color

Image by Tamme!


@Laume


Messages In This Thread
Stolen Life - by Adria - 07-14-2017, 05:04 PM
RE: Stolen Life - by Laume - 07-15-2017, 04:14 AM
RE: Stolen Life - by Rift Presence - 07-16-2017, 02:34 AM
RE: Stolen Life - by Adria - 07-17-2017, 04:09 AM
RE: Stolen Life - by Laume - 07-23-2017, 09:40 PM