Re: A Moment in Thyme
Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2018 9:55 pm
He smiled, all but glowing himself as she took the first step forward; saw the roots that carved the passageway, the flickering light that clung to the soul of the trees. He joined her, tucking his nose into her mane for a moment as he drew beside her; he found his little Sprite much more appealing than the greatest beauty the woods could offer.
Every step of every experience, for as long as you'll have me, he vowed, and stared forward with an easy step into the hidden heart of the forest.
The depths revealed a moment's darkness, for all but only a breath, before a light was seen ahead. At the end of it, vibrant sunlight streaked through the canopy to replace the gentle glow of bioluminescence, the roots parting at the base of a massive redwood tree.
Thyme blinked as he stepped forward, letting his eyes adjust to the brighter light, however dim it still was, of the setting sun through the canopy. Ferns littered the ground where they could reach sunlight through the towering monoliths, flowers swaying on vines that dripped with butterflies. A vague fog hovered over the ground, playing with his fetlocks, and in the distance he could see a fox peeking from under one of the low scrub brush plants that hid the opening to her den.
They were home; how, he couldn't know, as his home wasn't of the realm they had just been in. The wilds were smaller, the network of his bonded's people reaching as a web, obliterating the isolated pockets they had held in safety from the other inhabitants - perhaps that had made the passage easier, allowed them to traverse realms without the dangers of fiery boars or creeping spirits.
My new sister, BlackIce said as he appeared from the shadows hidden in the roots of the great trees. The Dryad finally found you, finally brought you home to your circle.
His voice was astonishingly warm for a stallion of ice and darkness as he stepped forward, though one ear was tilted in a mild scolding for Thyme's sake. Thyme simply smiled, stepping aside to see if she needed help taking that last step over the roots; BlackIce was ever the grandfather, ever kind and guiding. And always willing to 'forget' certain facts that needed forgetting, such as her previous ties.
She was theirs, now. That, as far as he was concerned, was all there was to it.
It seems that we are each other's grand adventure, my love, he said, and stepped towards her to help welcome her to his home, to this gentle celebration of her coming. The three of them, at first; small gatherings, gentle laughter. Then Caelum would have his turn to share his joy, and then finally each of them together, a circle of joy to surround her with love.
There was no greater joy than this.
Every step of every experience, for as long as you'll have me, he vowed, and stared forward with an easy step into the hidden heart of the forest.
The depths revealed a moment's darkness, for all but only a breath, before a light was seen ahead. At the end of it, vibrant sunlight streaked through the canopy to replace the gentle glow of bioluminescence, the roots parting at the base of a massive redwood tree.
Thyme blinked as he stepped forward, letting his eyes adjust to the brighter light, however dim it still was, of the setting sun through the canopy. Ferns littered the ground where they could reach sunlight through the towering monoliths, flowers swaying on vines that dripped with butterflies. A vague fog hovered over the ground, playing with his fetlocks, and in the distance he could see a fox peeking from under one of the low scrub brush plants that hid the opening to her den.
They were home; how, he couldn't know, as his home wasn't of the realm they had just been in. The wilds were smaller, the network of his bonded's people reaching as a web, obliterating the isolated pockets they had held in safety from the other inhabitants - perhaps that had made the passage easier, allowed them to traverse realms without the dangers of fiery boars or creeping spirits.
My new sister, BlackIce said as he appeared from the shadows hidden in the roots of the great trees. The Dryad finally found you, finally brought you home to your circle.
His voice was astonishingly warm for a stallion of ice and darkness as he stepped forward, though one ear was tilted in a mild scolding for Thyme's sake. Thyme simply smiled, stepping aside to see if she needed help taking that last step over the roots; BlackIce was ever the grandfather, ever kind and guiding. And always willing to 'forget' certain facts that needed forgetting, such as her previous ties.
She was theirs, now. That, as far as he was concerned, was all there was to it.
It seems that we are each other's grand adventure, my love, he said, and stepped towards her to help welcome her to his home, to this gentle celebration of her coming. The three of them, at first; small gatherings, gentle laughter. Then Caelum would have his turn to share his joy, and then finally each of them together, a circle of joy to surround her with love.
There was no greater joy than this.