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Lyre on the wind [Open] Mar 28, 2021 20:29:58 GMT -5

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Post by Kenren on Mar 28, 2021 20:29:58 GMT -5

V A K H I L I
the chaos and the cowardice kept us apart.

An eerie silence hung in the air, hovering like a breath deciding whether it would yet be a whisper or a scream, tension perfusing the quiet with its indecision. A soft rustling shifted underfoot, a gentle hiss of a sigh through dark nostrils, and a surrounding muffled deadness. It seemed as if, in that moment, Vakhiri hung somewhere between alive and dead. A purgatory she did not remember or ask for, but one she felt rather peaceful in if she was so forced to stay. Instead of fear, the thick morning mist made her feel centered. She did not have to be in the sun's scorching light; she could, perhaps, stay hidden from the world forever. She'd have liked that, she thought - if only danger could not also hide within its depths, lurking just beyond the allowed visibility. If a wolf lurked in the depths, at least it would be a quick death, she reasoned. Macabre, but that was surely fitting.

A dark mane fell over her delicately-boned face as she sniffed briefly over the budding wildflowers. There were inhabitants here, that was certain, though she didn't know if that made her feel relieved or not. She'd left home knowing she needed to go - somewhere - but now that she had indeed reached another herd, had reached the East, the trepidation creeped in on her contentment. She didn't want to talk to the leaders here. She didn't want to talk to anyone, as a general rule. But she knew she wouldn't very well survive on her own, not with the way things had been going lately, so she had to adapt. She'd had a choice, after all. She'd chosen the better of two evils, but that didn't mean she was going to be happy about it.

Vakhili's head rose on a delicate neck, legs standing straight and firm beneath her. Her mane was not so full as her sisters', her tail not so long, her form not quite so ideal. But she was enough, at least in her own mind. That's what she was working on convincing herself of, anyway. She stood there, frozen, for long minutes. Working up the courage to do what she must, though she dreaded it. Thought about leaving, convinced herself to stay, and back to leaving again. Around and around. Gritting her teeth and taking a breath, Vakhili finally opened her mouth, putting all of her frustration and anxiety behind a forceful beckoning call for the inhabitants of the Throne of the East.

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Lyre on the wind [Open] Apr 13, 2021 1:49:54 GMT -5

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Post by Gingy on Apr 13, 2021 1:49:54 GMT -5

It felt like time stood still as the mists shifted ever so slightly around his copper form. What he had thought would be a joyous occasion, turned into something of sadness when Syne revealed what happened to her family shortly before her arrival. The new King tried his best to comfort his betrothed, putting the wedding on hold till she was ready as Aphelios didn't want to rush her while her heart was heavy with grief. A heavy sigh left Aphelios's muzzle as he aimlessly wandered the Meadow, his mind thinking of all that had to be done but also as to what he could do for Mnemosyne. A little time to herself seemed to a good idea to him, to allow her mind and heart to comprehend and accept what has happened and decide if she wanted to continue this path with him. While their marriage is arranged and tradition is everything to Aphelios, he felt it wouldn't be right of him to hold her to something after what had happened to her family. While he too had lost his parents, his darling sister Alune is still here as well as the rest of his herd.

Dark red muzzle lowered to the budding blooms as he took in a deep breath, their scent strong and beautiful, helping to put his own mind at ease. The thought had crossed his mind to pick a few flowers for his Queen, yet it seemed wrong to do so when the flowers were yet to mature and blossom out. Nose wrinkled at the minor inconvenience though it was quickly followed by a shrug of his muscular shoulders before he moved on. It wasn't long before Aphelios stopped in his tracks, his ears twitching at the sound of a mare calling through the mist. The call wasn't from Mnemosyne, Alune or anyone he knew in the Kingdom, and because of this, an almost child like curious look came across his face for a moment. Moving into a bouncy high stepping trot, Aphelios moved in the direction that the call had come, seeing his personal guards coming to his side in an instant. Aphelios motioned for them to leave him and to instead locate where Mnemosyne is and let her know they have a visitor and where they will be if she wished to come.

Slowly the mist parted to allow Aphelios's orange eyes to see the slender creature that stood waiting, dressed in black and white. This mare is quite different to his Queen, as Mnemosyne is Perlino and of a thicker build, with no white markings on her body. Both rather different yet beautiful in their own rights. Slowing down to a walk and eventually to a stop as he came to just a few meters away from the stranger. Aphelios offered a gentle tip of his handsomely sculpted head, causing a few red strands of his forelock to fall down his face during the motion. Orange eyes focused on her face as he said in deep tones, "I'm Aphelios, what brings you to the Misty Meadows of the East?". He watched her carefully, while also listening for if Syne would be joining him in meeting this new equine. While Aphelios wasn't too concerned from a possible attack from her, one could never be too careful as even the calmest horse could turn suddenly.

"Speech"
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Timeline: After Mnemosyne arrives shortly after her herd is destroyed (I'll start a thread for her arrival <3), before they officially wed (Thread for that will come)
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Lyre on the wind [Open] Apr 13, 2021 10:51:12 GMT -5

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Post by > P r o m i s e < on Apr 13, 2021 10:51:12 GMT -5

mnemosyne

Things had been completely off from the usual in the past few weeks. Everything had completely gone downhill, her family being killed before her eyes, everything being destroyed; including her herd. She had been hidden from sight, but had been there to watch everything go down. Her parents had made sure that she was hidden when the attack started; especially since she was their only hope for a future. When everything had fallen silent, Mnemosyne had finally come out of her hiding spot; only to find dead bodies everywhere. Her parents, her siblings, her herd mates, even the young foals that had played in the fields the day before. The only body she couldn't find was the body of one of her sisters; but she had assumed she was dead, as well. A few days of being alone in her herd lands, and a few stallions appeared. Scared and nervous, she had watched warily as they'd approached, and when they grew near; she had stepped back. However, it wasn't long before they announced that they were from the Kingdom of the East. Instantly, Syn remembered her betrothal to the East's Prince.

Things were finally starting to look up. Having felt more comfortable in their presence, she followed the stallion guards back to the East Kingdom. Upon arrival, she had been announced to the new King; Aphelios, her long time friend. Excitement grew inside of her at the sight of him, but the devastation of her herd weighed heavily on her heart. The guards had told him what they'd seen when they arrived in her Kingdom, but only when they had finally been left alone did Syn go into full detail about everything. The next day, however, Aphelios had left her alone with her thoughts, and she understood why. There was really nothing he could do at the moment to comfort her; she had to work through her feelings and thoughts on her own. So, she had wandered off to another part of her new Kingdom to think. A few hours of alone time, and her thoughts were really starting to bother her. Though, the sound of guards approaching caught her attention. They mentioned about a visitor to the lands, and Aphelios having gone to greet them. After questioning the guards on which direction her King had gone, she bid them farewell and trotted off in the direction.

The mist was clearly rather annoying to try to see through, but Syn casually and carefully made her way through it. It wasn't long before the scent of her King and the stranger entered her slightly flared nostrils. ~~I'm Aphelios, what brings you to the Misty Meadows of the East?~~ The sound of her King's lyrics entered her auditory range, and she couldn't help but let a small smile grace her lips. Once the mist slowly parted to reveal Aphelios and the mare, the perlino damsel made her way to her King's side, head raised in authority, but remained friendly in terms. For the moment, however, she remained quiet.

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Lyre on the wind [Open] Apr 13, 2021 21:29:16 GMT -5

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Post by Kenren on Apr 13, 2021 21:29:16 GMT -5

V A K H I L I
the chaos and the cowardice kept us apart.

The response was quicker than Vakhiri had hoped it would be - but then again, at least she wasn't left to anxious waiting, eating away at her in the still quiet. The thick mist added an air of theater to the stallion's arrival, but Vakhili was too nervous to appreciate it as the dark form came closer. The sound of hoofbeats clashed with the quick beating of her heart, rushing in her ears and tempting her to run. To get out of here before it was too late. However, the face that came into focus brought to her a sense of calm, at least as far as her initial anxiety was concerned. He wasn't leering, he didn't immediately rush into her space as so many stallions were wont to do. Instead, as so many suitors had for her sisters, he stood as the gentleman, head bowing in greeting. While he was striking to behold, he could have been a troll and she still would have been smitten like a child. Kindness had only come rarely to Vakhili.

"I'm Aphelios, what brings you to the Misty Meadows of the East?" An easy question, in theory, and yet she found herself numb-tongued and embarrassingly quiet for a long, awkward moment. It just sounded so pitiful - I left because I was sick of being outshone - though obviously she wouldn't tell him that. When she was trying to figure out exactly what she would tell him, however, further hoofbeats sounded in the deadened misty field, saving her from her own miserable existence.

The lady was pale and ghostly in the setting, floating through the mist like a specter to snap Vakhili out of her trance. And that she did. As she moved in next to the strong Aphelios, standing regally and majestically at his side, Vakhili snuffed out her fledgling crush. Though they showed no outward closeness, the air around both equines was calm, confident. Imposing, but not smothering. Not something she was likely to fit into, not nearly enough to even hope. Vakhili inclined her head, narrowed neck hidden under the fall of her mane. I am Vakhili, she said quietly, after a moment of waiting in vain for the Lady to speak. She lifted her head slowly, looking from the Lady to Aphelios and back. She tilted her head in a half-shrug. I needed somewhere... else to be, and this seemed as good a place as any. Great, insult them by telling them the East wasn't special to her, that'll surely ingratiate them to her presence. But Vakhili was a blunt creature, and though she often regretted her short words, it wasn't something easily changed.

Self-loathing was a vicious cycle, after all.

If it's not too much trouble, I'd like to join the herd here.

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Lyre on the wind [Open] Apr 30, 2021 18:34:01 GMT -5

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Post by Gingy on Apr 30, 2021 18:34:01 GMT -5

The silence grew between the pair that many would have felt uncomfortable and awkward, not for Aphelios. These lands have been his home since birth, making him accustomed to the silence and the mist. For others, it would be hard to see and navigate the thick curtain that constantly engulfed the meadow. For Aphelios, while it still held a minor challenge, he was able to see through it better than others and knew every part of the land like the back of his hoof. The silence, on the other hand, was always around unless the herd is together. Only to have the quiet chatter and the sound of hooves, breath and teeth to fill in the surroundings.

The rhythmic beating of hooves brought a relieved smile to the stallion's muzzle, as the sound signalled that Mnemosyne is joining them. Aphelios would be a liar if he said he wasn't worried that his betrothed decided not to join them and instead continue to wallow in her pain. Knowing what she has been through, he wouldn't blame her, but he worried about her all the same. He to had lost his parents, murdered when he and his sister slept, while Mnemosyne's herd was killed during an attack that would ultimately wipe out her herd. He wasn't sure how long she had to come to terms with it, but it was clear that the pain is still raw. Concern quickly melted away as she moved up beside him, delicate head raised with a new strength, confidence seemed to radiate from her. Silence then fell again.

A few moments passed before the stranger inclined their head before saying, I am Vakhili, then slowly brought her head back up as she glanced from Queen to King. I needed somewhere... else to be, and this seemed as good a place as any, she answered, head tilted nonchalantly. If it's not too much trouble, I'd like to join the herd here, she finished. Aphelios glanced to Syne for a moment to gauge her reaction before giving Vakhili his attention again. "The East is better than anywhere else to be, if I do say so myself, Vakhili," deep tones rang with a hint of humour. It's only normal for one to talk up their own home, right?. "The Lunari herd welcomes you, Vakhili. Do you have any questions, would you like a tour or have anything on your mind?" Aphelios gently questioned, looking to Syne to see if there is anything she'd like to add as well.

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Lyre on the wind [Open] May 7, 2021 12:52:23 GMT -5

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Post by > P r o m i s e < on May 7, 2021 12:52:23 GMT -5

Mnemosyne had approached the duo with ease and grace, the aroma of a Queen surrounding her pale figure. She had taken her spot next to her King, but had not muttered a single lyric. Sure, it was unlike her to not speak a word, but she had a lot going on in her mind. Though, she had tried her hardest to knock those thoughts from her mind for the moment, so she could be the Queen that the East needed, a Queen that Aphelios needed to rule at his side. ~~I am Vakhili,~~ the pale lady heard the other mare speak. ~~I needed somewhere... else to be, and this seemed as good a place as any.~~ Syn allowed the newcomer to speak as much as she needed. Though, she was silent for much of the meeting, she wouldn't be silent for long. However, she would allow her King to speak before her. She had heard the bluntness of the words spoken by Vakhili, but had chosen to dismiss the blunt silent insult of her new home. Though, shall the silent insults continue, she would have no choice but to speak her mind. For now, however, she would keep peace with all around her, especially since she wanted to be a fair ruler that her people adored, not feared. ~~If it's not too much trouble, I'd like to join the herd here.~~ Ah, so the truth had finally revealed itself. The young mare wished to reside within the Misty Meadows that Syn - herself - had just started to call home not long ago.

When Aphelios had cast a glance her way, she had returned the glance back in turn. She wasn't against allowing the young mare to reside within their herd, she would never turn away anyone, unless they threatened her herd, and her home. ~~The East is better than anywhere else to be, if I do say so myself, Vakhili.~~ Mnemosyne listened to her King speak, a polite, yet fragile smile graced her lips. ~~The Lunari herd welcomes you, Vakhili. Do you have any questions, would you like a tour or have anything on your mind?~~ Syn continued to listen to her Lord speak, and kept the smile on her face, even if inside she was fighting an internal battle. I apologize deeply for my silence throughout this whole encounter. It is a pleasure to meet you Vakhili. My name is Mnemosyne, but you may feel free to call me Syn, the soft lyrics spoke politely, and offered peace. As my King has mentioned, you are more than welcome to call the Lunari herd your home. We welcome all, as long as they do not threaten our home. If you have any questions, please do not hesitate to ask away, we are more than happy to answer any and all questions, she parted her lips to speak once more, the lilting tone of her voice carried strongly within the air. We are more than willing to show you the lands that you shall call your home, should you wish it, she added, before once more falling silent.

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Post by Kenren on Mar 28, 2021 20:29:58 GMT -5

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Post by > P r o m i s e < on May 7, 2021 12:52:23 GMT -5

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