Green Labyrinth
let the winds erase me,
like the memory of a kiss
He calls to them again, and she goes, because she does not know what else to do. She doesn’t trust him, doesn’t like him, but he is their new god even if she doesn’t agree. This wasn’t a life she got to pick at all, but then again, when had she ever chosen for herself? She’d been born a princess, thrust into that role whether she wanted it or not. Lyanna never cared about the roll, but she cared about her family and so she played princess for them. The title had come easily to her because Morham had been her everything, because if serving Morham meant being it’s princess, than that is what she would do. Leaving had never been her choice. Maybe she should have died with her family, but to what end?
Helovia had sort of been a choice. Really, it had come down to the simple fact that the place seemed far away from Morham and full of magic and colorful creatures. Helovia had been a place where she and Adelene could get lost, and Adelene had done so to a much higher degree. The girl had disappeared at the threshold, and that had been the last time Lyanna ever saw her. The Edge had been her choice, and she’d served the Edge as she’d served Morham because the place had given her hope where she’d had none, but still, the Edge had not been her first home.
Now? Now she had no home at all. Now she wandered, uncertain and aimless. So when he calls, she goes, because there are no other options.
A familiar gold form is in the crowd and Lyanna makes her way over, just in time to notice as Zani leaps from the mare’s back and darts toward Kaos. Lyanna takes off after the serval, hoping to catch up to the little creature before he gets to a rather unforgiving God. It’s easier for a feline to move through this crowd though, but Lyanna tries to shove her way through, tries to catch up to the piece of her friend that’s trying to speak to a God, which is somewhat hilarious considering the little mewl that escapes from his maw. “Yael!” she calls, nodding her head in the direction of the companion. “Zani,” she yells back, still trying to make sure she stays with the serval.
lyanna
let these waters takes me
@Yael
