Falls

Talkin' like we used to do, it was always me and you

What did Silvanus want exactly? It was a question that ran circles in her mind most days. The easy answer was the one she gave to those she met. Happiness. Love. Belonging. Because in all honesty, who didn’t want those things to some degree? With the exception of a few far and in between. Even her great aunt, Wish, corrupted by such a dark heart, had yearned for love. The arabian had always been working to please a mate for whom she was never enough. Her father had sought the mare out once, yearning for a connection to his deceased mother. Always up for adventure, Silvi had begged him to take her along and in doing so saw her first glimpse of what a dark world it could be. It was odd, but she supposed some of her roots rested in that disgruntled, hard hearted mare. What did that mean for her heart?

Considering such things as the other traveler responded, the black femme just nodded her head. Don’t start second guessing yourself, her inner voice whispered. You’ve finally made it this far. You’ve accomplished something and you can figure out the rest as you go.

A surprised chuckled escaped her maw at the stranger’s next comment. In some instances she might have agreed.”I suppose so. Though I’ve met both wonderful and terrible men in all the places I’ve wandered to.Still, none so great as Limitless, in her eyes he could never have done any wrong. He was perfect, her father. She looked at lot like him, though he had always said she looked even more like her grandfather with her bright, blue orbs and long limbs. She had tried to imagine him, Maximus, but he was little more than a phantom. Her aunt she had met a few times, Laila. Her father’s older sister. Such a wild soul, untamable. Other than that, she had few connections. She had tried convincing Laila to return with her, alas, the old mare had sadly sighed and told her it was impossible to return.

Two new girls, without much of a plan. It made her smile, at least she wasn’t the only one to just dive into the unknown. Velvet black ears twitched uncertainly though, she had hoped she might be of some use to her new acquaintance.

”Oh! Well that’s embarrassing, my name is Silvanus. I was named for the forest. And you?” Laughter and a grin filled her young face. How had she failed to properly introduce herself? She shook her crown, tassels flying across her face.

”If you ever do need a favor, I’d like to be of use.” A dangerous offer, especially when she knew so little of this place or this mare, but she felt herself warming to her quickly. Following her gut, as always.