[ ahl HEE lahl ]
☾ azalaïs ☽
⬩ none ⬩
▻ qamar (x azalaïs) ◅
He often had gotten the butt end of prejudice among those of his age when he had first explore beyond his nest, so to speak, and so he knows the grace that had been given him that he was born a twin and with a built-in Sobek who spoke enough for them both. Zim had been absent lately but still it made him appreciate those who took his alternative speech in turn and were patient.
His joy makes his speaking even more struggling, but he does his best to put what he can into words for his auntie. He can see how instantly the topic of his marriage makes the whole conversation brighter and he thinks to himself how this is precisely how it is for him with Azalaïs. She had, in no small way, brightened up his life. Even though he could not have her, every season he could look forward to finding her out, sparring with her… and it seemed Sayyida is not at all eager to wait to hear from Azalaïs herself how they met.
He brightens again, but this time his eagerness makes him hesitate in trying to talk, so he cutts, throwing a leg out. He portrays sparring, then his face brightens as he stops his charades. "Flowers. Sun. Leaves. Snow. Flowers. Sun. Leaves. Snow. Flowers. Sun." He depicts the amount of seasons for her, recounting how he met with her to spar each season, "S---slow. Up up up," he says the latter, pulling his nose in and slowly raising his head as if filling him up from deep in his chest to high in his throat. He throws his head all the way into a circle like an explosion and whirls in place in his excitement.
"Mirror. Soft. B-beauty… mirror-- m---Moon. Moon…. Me, like me!" He sighs, looking off as if into his brainscape for an image of his lady, "Shai." The deification of fate, his belief that they had been meant for one another as Moonbrow met Moonbrow. The wistful dreamer expression on his face glitches, his eyes slowly having caught on the face of his aunt and him having grown embarrassed for being caught. His chuckle is sheepish but the light does not diminish nonetheless.
OF SALEM’S EASTERN DUNES
▻ five years - arabian - black with crescent moon and star and snip - 15.2 hh ◅