Engine of Change

another mind, another soul, another body to grow old. it's not complicated. Otem still lingered around the portal now and then. Oh sure, part of it was because she thought that maybe it would somehow open again and give her a way back to Helovia, but largely it was just to see who would come through. One of her many brothers and sisters? Her Father? Her mother was decidedly gone, and although Otem had resigned most of her kin to a dark place in her mind that she tried not to think about, she did hold out a small glimmer of hope that she might indeed see them one day. As the golden mare emerged into Otem's line of view, the girl was already beginning to turn away. The mare before her quite likely was from Helovia (who else came through the portal?), but she wasn't anyone that Otem recognized. On her wither, Pandora offered a harsh hoot and pointed towards the orb of light that was softly glowing a few inches from her shoulder. "Oh. Right."  Otem murmured, remembering Kisamoa's words. Aurelia didn't appear to have the glowing orb around her yet. If it wasn't for Otem's dislike of social situations she likely would have been happy at this chance to try and heal the Rift. Regardless, obligation pushed her forward. "Hey!" Otem called, her voice youthful and injected with enthusiasm (a defence mechanism to be sure). "Has it happened to you yet?" She continued, her voice and eyes wincing slightly with the query. Otem remembered when she had come through the portal, and while nothing untoward had happened to her, it had happened to just about everything else.

_{art by Chloe!}




EEEEE I'M SO GLAD TO SEE AURELIA. WHAT A TROUBLEMAKER SHE ALWAYS WAS. I LOVE IT.