Sohalia
The scene was almost magical, and Sohalia was deep in her reverie, so she didn't pause to consider her actions as the beast dropped to its knees before her. Murmuring sweet nothings to the mist-horse, she took a step closer. The water was deeper now, nearly up to her knees, but she hardly noticed its chill. Just one more step, and she'd be close enough to mount her new friend. Just one... more... A sudden shout from afar surprised Sohalia, and she took a step back, squeaking with surprise as she whirled to face the source of the noise, tripped over her dampened skirts, and toppled into a heap in the shallow water. The mist-horse, seemingly angered by the interruption, bolted to its feet, pinned its ears at her, and hissed - a frightful noise, all anger and malice. Sohalia recoiled with a frightened cry, but she was too tangled and soaked to be able to get far, and she watched helplessly as the Ceffyl Dŵr, seemingly so gentle and kind moments before, reared above her, a demonic look in its suddenly malevolent eyes.
and that's the hope I have
the only thing I know that's keeping me alive
the only thing I know that's keeping me alive
