the silence in-between
what i thought and what i said

Merete tilted her head slightly in interest as she listened to the stranger’s explanation. So he was here to see Jetta – suddenly the similarities in the appearance seemed a little more relevant, but before she could consider her suspicions any further, however, they were interrupted.

A smaller, gold and white mare came marching in quite determinedly, her expression creased in clear annoyance and her words were harsh and clipped when they followed. Merete had yet to be acquainted with Oswin personally, but it was obvious from her entrance that this was one of her fellow sisters here in the Peak.

Having not been established in the Peak for very long, Merete did not feel like she could contradict the other mare, even if her own approach would have been a little less brash. Instead, she turned her attention to the words the pair shared instead.

“Do you two know each other?” she asked, her amber eyes flicking from one to another as she waited for an explanation.

MERETE

(het vuur x sterre)