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So, this was Eleuthera on a mission! Focused and determined, and honestly quite proud. Eleuthera was a fast traveler, but she had truly impressed herself this time. Though the lilac sprite had been sprinting and zipping across the mountains for more than a week, she found that she never tired. She was lighted from a place deep inside, driven on by her spirit and that soul connection to her dearly departed mothers who cheered her on from their gravesite in the rose garden.
Eleuthera was youthful and from such soul purpose, it was entirely possible that she looked more buoyant and more radiant upon entering her home, shining from inside out. Though she didn’t come bearing great news, she did come with information that would aid the Faeries, as well as their allies. That alone made all of this work entirely worth it.
She approached the entrance to the willow grove with heavy anticipation, all of which was dashed when she smelt their freshly marked borders and knew that Seelie Court still held this place. The Hermes woman did not know anything more than that, so she did not announce her arrival — she had no idea what knew of her mission or who was listening in, so Eleuthera made a silent beeline to the nearest stream, to wash up and then find her leaders. Sleep would come easily to her later, but right now, her duties were not fully complete.
Eleuthera was youthful and from such soul purpose, it was entirely possible that she looked more buoyant and more radiant upon entering her home, shining from inside out. Though she didn’t come bearing great news, she did come with information that would aid the Faeries, as well as their allies. That alone made all of this work entirely worth it.
She approached the entrance to the willow grove with heavy anticipation, all of which was dashed when she smelt their freshly marked borders and knew that Seelie Court still held this place. The Hermes woman did not know anything more than that, so she did not announce her arrival — she had no idea what knew of her mission or who was listening in, so Eleuthera made a silent beeline to the nearest stream, to wash up and then find her leaders. Sleep would come easily to her later, but right now, her duties were not fully complete.
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
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nothing which we are to perceive in this world - by Eleuthera - July 23, 2020, 02:34 PM
RE: nothing which we are to perceive in this world - by Lumiya - July 25, 2020, 05:52 AM
RE: nothing which we are to perceive in this world - by Orlaith - July 25, 2020, 09:32 AM
RE: nothing which we are to perceive in this world - by Eleuthera - July 25, 2020, 04:04 PM
RE: nothing which we are to perceive in this world - by Lumiya - July 27, 2020, 08:51 AM
RE: nothing which we are to perceive in this world - by Eleuthera - August 02, 2020, 03:25 PM
RE: nothing which we are to perceive in this world - by Orlaith - August 03, 2020, 03:27 PM