The Lost Islands
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HEAD OF THE PRAIRIE
zevulun
SECONDARY THIRD
castillon lir
GUARDIANS
jasper, micah, thames, lohan
 
RESIDENTS OF THE PRAIRIE
hirka, eira, aura
eirena, frond, aurelie, luna
mage, daire, vervain, claret
lior, hael, atropa belladonna
vernonia
name, name, name
 
CHILDREN OF THE PRAIRIE
eriana, name, name
*odette, eudora, *dolores
adira
name, name, name
 
ALLIES
ENEMIES
rafe (badlands)
evrain (hills)
sephiroth (thicket)
bacardi (forest)
mariael (arch)
tyr & oswin (ridge)
none





 
GUIDELINES

- the Prairie stands as a symbol of peace and prosperity among the islands
- anyone is welcome to live here so long as they do not bring harm to the Prairie or any of it's residents
- adventure and exploration is not only allowed, but encouraged! residents are asked to use their better judgement and not travel to places that could bring them harm
- the head of the prairie has final say in all prairie matters. the secondary and third positions are not able to be challenged for and are selected by the head
- the guardians take on a more active role in the prairie; they must protect the inhabitants of the prairie and go on patrols of the prairie borderlines and shore. they can welcome strangers to the prairie and invite anyone to live here, though they must inform one of the leaders of any newcomers or visitors
and i felt delight

as I wandered the forest, the green leaves among, i heard a wild flower singing a song

his presence, reassuring and calm, soothes her a great deal. the weight of his touch, gentle and protective, driving away the discomfort and unease she felt only moments ago. she smiles half-heartedly in return, disappointed deeply in herself for having worried him so much. she should be so much stronger than to run away and hide in the bushes at the first sight of confrontation, but she isn’t. her eyes widen as he explains the situation between kasabian and himself, fully realizing the danger she had put herself in by meeting with the stranger so willingly.

her voice is still quiet, she has wounded herself with her own naivety, when she responds.

he didn’t hurt me, only offended me. i should have come for you directly…. i just didn’t realize…

she trails off, her eyes drifting off toward the shoreline in the distance… she feels restless, estranged from her own soul. she reaches up, tugging gently at the dark red mane falling over his shoulder as thoughts of leaving cloud her mind. she should just as soon warn him now. her eyes sting, in that moment, as she hears him apologizing…concern and affection reflecting in his eyes. she hoped he would understand…would forgive her.

you can’t be everywhere at once shamwari. i am glad to have you here now. i hope you know….that i care for you.. and the herd of course…

she stammers, her normally eloquent and articulate language faltering.

i have decided however, that come spring i think i’d like to take some time to myself… to explore. i don’t know what else to do… i just feel so lost some days, a blade of grass in a field of millions. would you forgive me if i left?

her eyes search for his now, hoping to reassure him that she truly cared for him and their family. she felt almost wicked when a solitary tear rolled down her cheek, a traitor to the strength she was trying to compose. she would return someday, she thought, but she needed something more right now, something she hadn’t been able to find here.


p e t a l

mare : 3 : perlino dun : arabian mustang mutt : 13.3 : kafkaesque
s t o c k ~ l u m b e - s t o c k @ d e v i a n t a r t



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