08-16-2019, 04:55 PM
idyllfields
stars did fall
the stars had always guided idyll to where they needed to go. father jamison was smart in sparking the interest in his child to learn by the skies. what was to come or what had already passed. which direction they were going to and how to follow it. if it was one thing idyll wished they could do, was to measure. it was a fault in lack of measurement that had confused the coyote into coming to the typhoon on accident. while it was not one unwelcomed, they wanted to ensure that their next attempt would not lead to such results.
somewhere in idyll they just knew where their father was. that he was still alive somewhere. waiting for his prodigal child to return home. it was a comfort to be under the stars at night, knowing their father saw the same ones.
the meteor shower had been a bit of a surprise! idyll hurried out of their hut to see a small gathering outside and joined them, giving small greetings to each one.
"hello, miss dove. i am idyllfields. i am a sage being trained by our captain to become a soothsayer. or, rather just a healer. though i do enjoy the fancy terminology." they humored to themselves, looking to celeste next. "i believe i have heard of both your arrivals before. i apologize about not appearing. studying has been leaving me with little time to sleep."
somewhere in idyll they just knew where their father was. that he was still alive somewhere. waiting for his prodigal child to return home. it was a comfort to be under the stars at night, knowing their father saw the same ones.
the meteor shower had been a bit of a surprise! idyll hurried out of their hut to see a small gathering outside and joined them, giving small greetings to each one.
"hello, miss dove. i am idyllfields. i am a sage being trained by our captain to become a soothsayer. or, rather just a healer. though i do enjoy the fancy terminology." they humored to themselves, looking to celeste next. "i believe i have heard of both your arrivals before. i apologize about not appearing. studying has been leaving me with little time to sleep."
holding hands, making light .
they/them — typhoon — eastern coyote