Sohalia
This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
The waterfall was a marvel.
Starting high in the peaks above the two girls at its base, it somehow flowed both down and up, the water seemingly caught in an endless loop that sprayed the immediate area with a fine, glacial mist. It was sunset, and the dying embers of the sun sinking low over the horizon set the falls aflame; the sky above was a beautiful array of hues from the deepest purple to the brightest gold, and everything in between was just as vibrant as either of those shades.
Soh stared up at the falls, arm linked with Flora's, her mouth just slightly ajar as she took in the beauty that lay before her. In her mind's eye, she was already sketching the land surrounding them, but even in her wildest dreams, she knew she could never capture the way the water moved. A caption, then, on the map she would draw: something about how a picture, even worth a thousand words, could never do the reality of this place justice.
Nearby lay a blanket with a picnic spread - complete, of course, with a bottle of wine and two glasses - but it was nearly forgotten by the Luminary, who was completely transfixed until a light breeze blew Flora's sea salt and floral fragrance Soh's way. The scent startled her enough that she blinked, then giggled quietly to herself. "I can see why someone would want to get away from the world up here," she commented. "It feels so... surreal."
Starting high in the peaks above the two girls at its base, it somehow flowed both down and up, the water seemingly caught in an endless loop that sprayed the immediate area with a fine, glacial mist. It was sunset, and the dying embers of the sun sinking low over the horizon set the falls aflame; the sky above was a beautiful array of hues from the deepest purple to the brightest gold, and everything in between was just as vibrant as either of those shades.
Soh stared up at the falls, arm linked with Flora's, her mouth just slightly ajar as she took in the beauty that lay before her. In her mind's eye, she was already sketching the land surrounding them, but even in her wildest dreams, she knew she could never capture the way the water moved. A caption, then, on the map she would draw: something about how a picture, even worth a thousand words, could never do the reality of this place justice.
Nearby lay a blanket with a picnic spread - complete, of course, with a bottle of wine and two glasses - but it was nearly forgotten by the Luminary, who was completely transfixed until a light breeze blew Flora's sea salt and floral fragrance Soh's way. The scent startled her enough that she blinked, then giggled quietly to herself. "I can see why someone would want to get away from the world up here," she commented. "It feels so... surreal."
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
