Immortal Flame, the stag who had learned to feel all of his life instead of seeing the light of day and the stars at night wandered into the land of wishing. This was his only chance to be normal again, and it was the only way that his horrible past could be forgotten. The ways of the humans would never bother him again if she would come. His heart and intentions were pure, but still he was unsure if the wonderful Ceelena would appear for him. Flame had heard that she stayed in hiding, only to come and help those who she believed deserved it.
The wind was blowing slightly, moving his mane and tail in all directions. His coat felt especially warm today; the sun must be shining brightly. Oh, how much he would love to see its warmth rather than just feel it. The stag remembered the beautiful flowers that were in all colors, purple, red, and blue. He also remembered how vivid everything was. How he wished he could remember it so vividly. All he could remember now was darkness and cruelty. Flame was not one of cruelty or darkness though. He listened carefully, trying to hear any sudden movements with his over developed hearing. Nothing. All that was left was hope. The hope for a better future and a life beyond this.
Ceelena, the fae of the lands, stood hidden in the trees. Despite the white, glowing coat, she could not be seen. Nor heard. Unless, they were her daughter. There was only one who could see though her talent, Hidden Illusion, her beautiful daughter.
Her daughter, still only a filly in her mothers eyes, was a yearling. She was maturing into a beautiful fae, her eyes clear of all doubt that she would fall in love one day. She was different from others, of course, being who she was. And when her mother died, she would return here with her own daughter.
Ceelena's eyes snapped to her left, gesturing for her daughter to approach without a sound. Together, in silence, they approached the stag from the mist. They couldn't be seen. Nor heard. Nor hurt. But the mist shifted, and they paused just before the stunning male. Ceelena knew his thoughts, his feelings and dreams. "Greetings, Immortal Flame," the soft voice floated though the air, reaching the young male's ears. Illusion watched with intrest, seeing what her mother saw and knew what to do. The yearling bowed her head in greeting, waiting for a reply.
Flame stood there for a few minutes, wondering if she would come to see him. He would wait, for an eternity, but of course, if she didn't wish to grant his wish, she certainty did not have to. It was obvious that she would never be seen by him approaching, and her powers allowed herself not to be heard. The stag felt a change in wind, and as this happened, he could hear two. They were right in front of him. How he hoped it was Ceelena.
He heard the sound of a mare's vocals traveling into his harks. Ceelena. "Hello, Ceelena," he said, bowing graciously to her and whoever she had with her. This other horse that he felt there, he could not hear. Maybe there wasn't another with Ceelena after all.
The mare smiled quietly, bobbing her head in greeting as she listened to the swirl of thought in his mind. "This is my daughter," she said as her daughter shifted slightly, making her bodice clearer against the white mist. "Greetings Immortal Flame, I am Hidden Illusion," she said quietly, and shot her mother a glare as she heard her own thoughts.
Ceelena, polite as always, ignored her daughter and met the stallions gaze. "Pray, tell us what is wrong," she asked, already knowing but it seemed right to ask.
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Immortal Flame then felt the other, now more pronounced filly. She was the daughter of Ceelena and surely just as powerful. "Greetings, Hidden Illusion," he said, bowing slightly to the filly. This filly did not sound too young in ago though, maybe ten months old or a yearling.
Flame heard as the fae asked him what the problem was. It was surely known, but he'd talk about it. "I was a young colt, meant to be a great racing horse. My times on the track were failing though because I had a great dislike for racing and humans. I was very nervous when tacking up, for I didn't like the humans sitting on my back to beat me more when I was running. I had a very cruel trainer, and when I was getting tacked by him, I was moving around. He took a board with nails sticking out of it and hit me in the head with it. That was what blinded me in the left. All so recently, my right eye lost its vision. I believe part of the infection took the vision away in the right," he said, ending his history story.
The motherly mare's eyes softened, taking in the stallion and took the rest of the needed infomation from his mind. "Not all humans are cruel," she told him gently "you were just unlucky." She knew the truth in that, for her own Irish friend was human an lived in these lands.
She stepped closer, her neat little hooves moving her wit grace and she looked at his eye. "You wish to see," she said simply "and I can fix that." "There is no taint in your heart, no darkness in your soul," she murmered "and you seek love.." The pallid fae blinked slowly, the green orbs bright against her glowing coat. "I will fix this, for no payment other then if the time comes you are to help," she said with a nod of her head "you'll no the right time."
As he heard he speak of the kindness of humans, he was unsure. He knew that all he had met had been evil, but he would trust her on this. Perhaps some horses like the life with humans he thought, wondering why they wouldn't possibly want their freedom. Perhaps his case was just rare, perhaps not everything that humans did was bad. Flame would believe her.
Flame's heart skipped a beat when he was told that he would see once more. He heard he step closer, and the vividness came back slowly. Blinking a few times, he examined the beautiful sky and the sun. The bright grass shined as it called to him. Breathless he stammered,"Thank you, Ceelena..I will indeed help you if you are in need of it." He was still dazed as this new world was opened up for him. In his future he could feel already the love and laughter. He was to find a fae that was wonderful and beautiful and would love him too. "Best of wishes to you, Ceelena," he said bowing again. He would head to Alaknanda River to seek a fae. He nodded to her once and began to walk towards the river.
Ceelena nodded, a gentle smile on her maw. "My pleasure," she said and watched the stallion go before turning to her daughter. "My dear," she murmered "you are ready to go."
Illusion bowed her head, nuzzling the silky neck of her mother and wished her well. "Return when you have found a mate," she whispered to her daughter. "I wil mother," she promised, trotting off into the distance.