01-03-2021, 07:28 AM
[div style="margin: auto; background-image: linear-gradient(to top left, #af6159 50%, #d69374 50%); max-width: 475px; height: auto; padding: 2%; border: 1px #1d1d1d solid;"][div style="margin: auto; background-color: #1d1d1d; max-width: 475px; color: #fefefe; padding: 5%; min-height: 20px; border: 2px #1d1d1d solid; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; line-height: 17px;"]Caught in the aftermath, war concluded in manner befitting conductor, yet new the battle before. Weary had she grown though recent had been the closure of her formative year, fraught those bygone days with peril. Jade obscured, dull replacement for once comforting rose hue, chest restricted about aching heart supposedly overgrown with scar tissue.
Trajectory had been unguided, plan lacking as she trailed along grains gently heated beneath the bright illumination, a golden halo painting all in tones that felt wrong. Celebration had concluded, though sparse those who continued when seen fit for such, unimpeded her movement as the frivolous events once more led into daily routine. It was the chime which halted her momentum, a song that swelled into brief din, upon salt laden breeze carried. Too long had it supposedly been since last another had arrived in such fashion, the dock welcoming stragglers the sea rejected without care to their health. Brief her moment of thought, the necessity of her presence and overall disinterest near enough to sway.
Begun once more her languid steps, transition occurring in due time, sand and stone falling away beneath loose soil and undergrowth. Familiar the path, winding once when inexperience acted as poor assistance, too short by far now as surprise struck. Few the times she heard the voice of Dealer, preferred of the pair had she the courage to speak aloud such unfavourable opinion, yet drawn closer was the jaguar, by Keona her final halt conducted. Unsure did Eulia grow now with proximity so close, tongue tied as she addressed another, known to her yet not the draconic feline, soft her words as she spoke first to Keo.
"It's okay, take a deep breath," gentle murmur bypassed lips that barely moved, down head shifting though she made no move to establish contact. Risk was present in such, heightened by the diminutive size of the Dealer compared to her own, her hope such may quell some of her worries was meagre, however, further snuffed when attention turned. "I'm afraid I do not know you, but Keona seems to trust you so I shall too, for now." Hard the edge present as direct addressal was given to Hush, though this began to fall away as her next were hesitantly spoken. "Goldie… she was hurt, if you wish for the details you will need to speak with Roan."
Trajectory had been unguided, plan lacking as she trailed along grains gently heated beneath the bright illumination, a golden halo painting all in tones that felt wrong. Celebration had concluded, though sparse those who continued when seen fit for such, unimpeded her movement as the frivolous events once more led into daily routine. It was the chime which halted her momentum, a song that swelled into brief din, upon salt laden breeze carried. Too long had it supposedly been since last another had arrived in such fashion, the dock welcoming stragglers the sea rejected without care to their health. Brief her moment of thought, the necessity of her presence and overall disinterest near enough to sway.
Begun once more her languid steps, transition occurring in due time, sand and stone falling away beneath loose soil and undergrowth. Familiar the path, winding once when inexperience acted as poor assistance, too short by far now as surprise struck. Few the times she heard the voice of Dealer, preferred of the pair had she the courage to speak aloud such unfavourable opinion, yet drawn closer was the jaguar, by Keona her final halt conducted. Unsure did Eulia grow now with proximity so close, tongue tied as she addressed another, known to her yet not the draconic feline, soft her words as she spoke first to Keo.
"It's okay, take a deep breath," gentle murmur bypassed lips that barely moved, down head shifting though she made no move to establish contact. Risk was present in such, heightened by the diminutive size of the Dealer compared to her own, her hope such may quell some of her worries was meagre, however, further snuffed when attention turned. "I'm afraid I do not know you, but Keona seems to trust you so I shall too, for now." Hard the edge present as direct addressal was given to Hush, though this began to fall away as her next were hesitantly spoken. "Goldie… she was hurt, if you wish for the details you will need to speak with Roan."