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Post by erosaf on Dec 2, 2010 12:21:26 GMT 8
The tall winged buckskin mare moved through the trees into the land of wishes. She knew what she would happily give up if it meant that Illusion would help her. It was a wonderful gift that she had, but she intended not to use it ever again. She was one who could control spirit, and that was something she would only ever use the once.
For when Sundara died, she would. That much she knew that would happen.
There would never be another for her. he had come to her when she thought Yarraman had died, and though she had still loved Yarraman, she had no attachment to him other than her son, Thowra.
She knew that Sundara was with her, he had come because she had asked him to. He knew of her gift, for he had seen what had happened when she had met her neice. A neice who was going to die as it was anyways. She had merely helped the filly along. For a helper she had always been in her life, and now she had the body she was born to have. Not until she died would she ever give it up.
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Post by Kanchana on Dec 2, 2010 12:32:18 GMT 8
Head tossed, pallid tresses spilled from her neck and well over her shoulders, almost brushing the ground with their plush softness. Sharp ivy eyes travelled along with the winged mares movements. With a flare of surprise, Illusion relised that this was Bel Bel. Sundara queens and mother of Thowra, king of Snowy River Forest. It seemed, she thought with a sigh, a lot happened in that family. Most of it ending up with her here, and her mother before her.
Her small hooves carried her out from the safety of the trees, though her white bodice continued to be hidden by the thick fog which always covered the magical lands. "I see you Bel Bel," she greeted the fae, eyes switching to the approaching figure behind her.
His body danced with the sunlit hues, his honey pelt shining bright and proud in the afternoon sun of the magical lands. His love would at least last a few more years, though it sadened him greatly that the young one had lost her life for such a thing. It still confused him, as to why it had had to happen. If the young fae had acutally known what was going to happen. "Sundara," a voice greeted, bringing him from his thoughts. "Illusion," he murmered, head bowing slightly to the beautiful, young healer.
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Post by erosaf on Dec 2, 2010 13:25:10 GMT 8
"Greetings Illusion," Bel Bel said, her eyes in the direction of the other fae. She knew why she was here, but could Illusion help her? Would she be able to help? These injuries were definately painful, and though Bel Bel had more will to live than the fae who had helped her before, it was even taking its toll on her spirit.
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Post by Kanchana on Dec 2, 2010 13:58:43 GMT 8
The piercing green gaze returned to te creamy winged mare, head dropping slightly. "I can heal them," she murmered, brushing her horn against the wounds and looked at her once more. "But, your gift...is gone," she told her "not from me, but from what happened. It stayed with your old body, with the young fae who is now dying."
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Post by erosaf on Dec 2, 2010 14:06:22 GMT 8
Surprise showed on the tall mare, not expecting this at all. Since when could such a thing have happened? She'd felt it in her still, until now. Odd how such things happened all so suddenly. Still, Illusion knew these things better than she did, so she did not argue at all.
No point in doing such a thing around one who could help her at the moment. "Thank you, for telling me this, Hidden Illusion." Like her son, she always called others by their full name if they were younger than she herself was. There were not many older than her now.
Things would come to an end eventually. All things did.
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Post by Kanchana on Dec 2, 2010 14:24:48 GMT 8
The green eyes lifted, somewhat dancing with amusement. "Bel Bel, I do know what I speak of...and I know you can feel it, but please do not reach for it," she pleaded quietly "the attempt would kill not only you, but Sundara as well."
She tossed her pallid head once more, shifting the waves which tumbled from her neck and stared at the mare intently. She knew it had to be warned, it had to be said. The spirit was dangerous thing to control and if warned, it best to follow the rules.
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Post by erosaf on Dec 2, 2010 14:30:15 GMT 8
Any warning she was given she would always heed. They were given for a reason and she was one who knew things could be bad if they were not heeded. There was no need for her to use the gift again, she had no want for it any more.
“I was simply surprised when you said that, Hidden Illusion. There is no want in me for it anyway any more. Only ever had I intended to use that gift the once. But I will still heed the warning you've given.”
She tossed her head, knowing there were some things left untouched. Her age was great now, but she would still learn things for herself.
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Post by Kanchana on Dec 2, 2010 15:07:36 GMT 8
"Good," she said, eyeing the stallion for a moment before looking at the fae. The few times she had meet Bel Bel, along with Boon Boon and now Boonsa, she had grown close. They were all the mother she had lost. "Bel Bel?" she asked, for once sounding her own age "can...can I ask you something?"
Sundara took the hint, guessing that the fae wanted to ask in private and without him around. "I'll wait at the border," he told his queen gently, nuzzling her winged side and trotted off.
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Post by erosaf on Dec 2, 2010 15:36:04 GMT 8
"Of course." Bel Bel moved a little way in the opposite direction, knowing that all things like this came with a price. She did not care what it was. As long as she still had time with him left while he was still alive. He was the only one, other than her children, including the one stillborn that she cared about really.
There was no one else for her.
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Post by Kanchana on Dec 2, 2010 15:52:05 GMT 8
The younger, stunning fae paused to study the elder fae beside her. Her heart beat quickly with nervous, unsure what to say for once. "I am sorry to drag you away from your lover..but I have a question..." she murmered, head dropping lightly so that her nose brushed the leaves upon the floor. "I am..expecting," she said softly, a slight smile appearing upon her maw "but, I...I don't know how to raise a child..my own mother barely taught me the art of healing, let alone how to teach another...how do you be a mother?" She knew it most likely wasn't what the mare had expected, but she did not know who else to ask. Sure, she had helped other mares though the same thing. But it was different when it was yourself. She wanted to raise the heir to the land, to be the perfect princess and kindest healer the lands had ever seen. But she was scared, unsure how to do so.
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Post by erosaf on Dec 3, 2010 17:24:33 GMT 8
Her eyebrows raised when she heard the words that came from Illusion's mouth. That was something completely unexpected.
"Well, how did your mother raise you? As far as I know you were the only foal she ever had. I am sure that if you treate your foal the same way Celeena treated you then nothing will go wrong."
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Post by Kanchana on Jan 7, 2011 7:35:31 GMT 8
The silver fae shook her head slightly "I was a mere yearling when she left me, when I was younger she was busy healing, she taught me that trade...and Quiet Whisper..." She sighed softly, ears flickering at the sounds of her land. "She was a good mother, a good teacher...but I want my daughter to be more, I want to be an ever better mother." The soft lyrics floated around them, the young confused fae somewhat scared at the future to come. "I have helped so many others..that I sometimes forget to help myself," she admitted.
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