» In The Deep

The beautifully outlined face of black and white appears by the quivering and weak shaman, her starlit eyes looking up with relief and warmth as the girl offers her aid.  She recognizes her face, having seen it many times, but this is the first time Taivas had directly interacted with Kiada.  "No, thank you," she says softly.  "I just needed a moment."  Taking a deep breath, the painted girl rolls onto her knees.  From the corner of her eyes, she sees the hulking body of Roscorro walking toward her.

The first equine she met when arriving in the Rift, such a precious gift of a friend to have made on her first day here.  She smiles as she notices him hovering around, in case she needed help to stand.

The healer manages to stand on quaking legs, her eyes glancing around the gathering to make sure everyone was accounted for on the beach.  Her dark eyes linger on Waker, who is already being tended to by a mare painted like the night sky.  There is no outward change of appearance, not even the slightest hint of emotion on her face, but inwardly  something is stirred.

She does not know well enough how to label the emotion.

Instead, her attention is turned to the Matron as she speaks, providing instructions for their next excursion to bring hope to the land.  She describes the areas and targets to deliver the light to, and Taivas nods along silently.  "I will go to the Pinnacle."

Without much warning or waiting for the others to decide, the starry eyed maiden unfurls her wings and launches herself easily into the air, heading toward the peak far in the distance.

So seize the day 'Cause you have come so far
Watched a million frowns turn into smiles
Lost all track of time Felt the energy of a million stars
You'll feel love again after the rain

Taivas

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