07-05-2021, 07:11 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-05-2021, 07:15 PM by Riannon. Edited 2 times in total.)
for @Guildenstern, but any traveling with him are welcome ♡
[narrow width=800]before returning, she had seen to the titaness' leave-taking, at the meridian to the plains.
long, late shadows spread between the glimmer of all summerthings; choruses quiet beneath the thrum of oncoming night and all of its creatures. early eve had found the gorge's climes and made to billow down. it is not so far off, now.
she'd been so lost, once.
females such as aėrith are not meant to stay. they are made to forsake forever and roam. but she felt none of the youth that had been returned to her. none of that furtive mischief, that searching for something that she couldn't name. none of that full-throated wandering that she would have, as an aurëwen ( an andraste ) surrendered herself so pliantly to. no — here, those threads of wanderlust had frayed, been shaken loose, and there now remained no division between her godsmarked path and her transitory mind. she had been torn from it all, though; far-flung and windblown; pearlmade. and perhaps the restlessness is not a stillness at all, but restlessness made weary.
weary of this final wanderlust that had broken all of their hearts from past to present. from the last world, and this.
she had been so grounded, before.
in this copse of low-hung, too-ripe boughs, aėrith breathes, taking deep into her lungs the tentative calm and dim of everything; the remnants of sunsetting and creature-whispers left behind. not for the first time at all, her mind returns, achingly, to her children; thinks of how desperately alone and uncared for they must be. left in all of this earth, not born from seed and soil the way all things should be.
she must find them, before they grew faster than she could bear.
so kunnhekku rises, and begins to work her way through the maw's sprawling gorge; searching for her little, final forevers, the ones that she could name — always.[/narrow]
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