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The Lost Islands
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~ she, in fact, was a child of the moonAilill






~ she brings light to everyone around her.




This land is strange. The scents are vibrant and pungent to her delicate flaring nostrils. The sounds in the trees over head is constant and strange. Their birds, but they sound like no birds that she has ever heard in her life. They caw and squawk and squabble amongst each other. Some days she finds herself gazing up into the trees silently wishing that Erlik would present himself and drag these obnoxious creatures into the depths of the earth beneath her. With a snort she shakes her unkempt knotted locks, and quietly chastises herself for such a violent thought against harmless birds.

Her thoughts then waver to Ailill, he is kind and offers assistance when she needs it. But she does not know him well but secretly she hopes that one day they will learn more about each other. She heaves a sigh on her pink lips as she casts her sightless gaze in the direction that he had last been. And silently wishes for his return. When he does not appear she pushes herself through the dense foliage and into a quaint clearing where she has spent most of her time. She listens to the sound of the creek as it bubbles and tinkles over the rocks, and feels the warmth of the sun as it warms her back.

She drops her muzzle to the grasses that grow abundantly in this place and begins to crop the sweet shoots. She chews contently and swallows with a lift of her head.

How could she be here... in what seems like paradise, while her sister is out there. She feels the panic rise in her throat and it clenches itself tightly. What if she never made it here? Her heart begins to thunder against her ribs.

"Najaat,"" she pleads into the still air around her. "Why do you forsake me?" Her words fill the empty space and no one responds. She swallows the chewed bits of grass. For the first time since she could remember. She is truly alone.

Alkhal Teke - 4 years old - Black Min Sabino - Mare
Sightless Oracle

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