May 19, 2018, 03:14 PM
“S-Starshine.”
It was too early in the evening for stargazing, but Coelacanth lifted her finely drawn skull and tipped it skyward, thinking of Kirynnae, the grand matriarch, weaver of stories — of Kailani, the Seabird, named for the sea and the sky — of Olive, the sidereal saronide, immaculate and untamable. The Cortens were voyagers, ocean-enamored and ever-wandering, and she possessed her own measure of wanderlust — but this was home, now. She drew in a breath so deep her concave flanks quavered with it before allowing it to fall shakily from her fox-fine muzzle in a deep sigh.
In the wake of what had happened with Komodo and Aditya, Seelie’s heart was too heavy to dance; but she cradled the name with a swanlike crane of her neck, folding in on herself as if by so doing, she could imprint its sibilant syllables upon her own heart. Starshine. Neptune eyes fluttered closed as `Io’s button nose traced the Aralez’s cheekbone. She could not trust the uniquely-painted female’s vow — she was ingenuous no longer and had learned the hard way that very few things were everlasting — but she appreciated that `Io wanted to make such a promise.
“Hurry,” she commented, “`Io, `Io guppy, Maegi.” After a beat, one tufted ear fanned out and to the side in indecision; her cerulean eyes opened and she looked curiously at the winter raven. “Worry,” she clarified in a sheepish whisper, ducking her head in embarrassment. She was worried about the trio, and about Poppy, too. A soft whine stirred in her hollow throat.
It was too early in the evening for stargazing, but Coelacanth lifted her finely drawn skull and tipped it skyward, thinking of Kirynnae, the grand matriarch, weaver of stories — of Kailani, the Seabird, named for the sea and the sky — of Olive, the sidereal saronide, immaculate and untamable. The Cortens were voyagers, ocean-enamored and ever-wandering, and she possessed her own measure of wanderlust — but this was home, now. She drew in a breath so deep her concave flanks quavered with it before allowing it to fall shakily from her fox-fine muzzle in a deep sigh.
In the wake of what had happened with Komodo and Aditya, Seelie’s heart was too heavy to dance; but she cradled the name with a swanlike crane of her neck, folding in on herself as if by so doing, she could imprint its sibilant syllables upon her own heart. Starshine. Neptune eyes fluttered closed as `Io’s button nose traced the Aralez’s cheekbone. She could not trust the uniquely-painted female’s vow — she was ingenuous no longer and had learned the hard way that very few things were everlasting — but she appreciated that `Io wanted to make such a promise.
“Hurry,” she commented, “`Io, `Io guppy, Maegi.” After a beat, one tufted ear fanned out and to the side in indecision; her cerulean eyes opened and she looked curiously at the winter raven. “Worry,” she clarified in a sheepish whisper, ducking her head in embarrassment. She was worried about the trio, and about Poppy, too. A soft whine stirred in her hollow throat.
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have you come here to play jesus - by Reigi - May 10, 2018, 08:37 PM
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