AmaLiA
the shield of safrin
Through the mist and into a copse of trees Amalia finds herself running, searching for whatever it is that's called her through this desperate dream. She follows the feeling, blind in the white, until a chill takes her and forces her to stop in her headlong run.
The now-qilin-and-girl considers her options keenly, looking about with wild eyes and hooves pawing at the ground. A moment's hesitation catches her breath - and then she continues on into the cold, pushing through fear in her desperation, searching for the allure of the unknown.
Amalia continues on the ice path
The now-qilin-and-girl considers her options keenly, looking about with wild eyes and hooves pawing at the ground. A moment's hesitation catches her breath - and then she continues on into the cold, pushing through fear in her desperation, searching for the allure of the unknown.
Amalia continues on the ice path
you're breaking your own heart
