Everyone wants to see heaven
But no one wants to say goodbye
But no one wants to say goodbye
The Oasis was as unchanged and beautiful as it had been the last time Sohalia had visited, and that had been years ago.
It was a beautiful day, the kind of spring day with the perfect level of chill to the breeze to balance out the heat of the afternoon. The sky was a brilliant blue, save for a few passing clouds. The water was crystal clear, with little fish and tadpoles darting around in the shallows, and makeshift rafts littered the banks, beckoning passersby to push them into the water and float around, lazy and unbothered. On any other day, Sohalia might have claimed one of the rafts for herself - and for Flora, of course, who was due to meet her any moment. But this was a conversation that she wasn't sure she wanted to be trapped out on the water for.
Tarak squawked from overhead, dropping from above to land nimbly on her shoulder, preening proudly in the Flowerbirth sun. Soh reached up absently to scratch his favorite spot beneath his chin. The sun caught on her golden waves, left unbound to curl around her face. She'd chosen a floral sundress with bright blue flowers, turning her silver gaze almost aquamarine, and the breeze ruffled the hem as she paced along the water's edge.
She was nervous, and no matter how much she told herself she shouldn't be, she couldn't shake the feeling that this meeting was going to go poorly - and that it was going to entirely her fault.
It was a beautiful day, the kind of spring day with the perfect level of chill to the breeze to balance out the heat of the afternoon. The sky was a brilliant blue, save for a few passing clouds. The water was crystal clear, with little fish and tadpoles darting around in the shallows, and makeshift rafts littered the banks, beckoning passersby to push them into the water and float around, lazy and unbothered. On any other day, Sohalia might have claimed one of the rafts for herself - and for Flora, of course, who was due to meet her any moment. But this was a conversation that she wasn't sure she wanted to be trapped out on the water for.
Tarak squawked from overhead, dropping from above to land nimbly on her shoulder, preening proudly in the Flowerbirth sun. Soh reached up absently to scratch his favorite spot beneath his chin. The sun caught on her golden waves, left unbound to curl around her face. She'd chosen a floral sundress with bright blue flowers, turning her silver gaze almost aquamarine, and the breeze ruffled the hem as she paced along the water's edge.
She was nervous, and no matter how much she told herself she shouldn't be, she couldn't shake the feeling that this meeting was going to go poorly - and that it was going to entirely her fault.
Everyone wants to see heaven
But no one wants to die
But no one wants to die
Sohalia
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
