PERSEPHONE

Persephone’s eyes narrowed as Evaline spoke, both curious and confused by her words. It felt as if she were trying to get at something, but Persephone knew nothing of the name Psychadelic, nor of the reason that seemed to have silenced and perturbed Talya. And yet Evaline seemed to know something – or at least she thought she did.

Persephone didn’t like the feeling of being out of the loop, but with no information of her own she could hardly delve into an investigation right now. But she would remember, and consider this carefully later, once Evaline was escorted safely back to the Prairie.

Thankfully, the golden mare changed the subject then and offered Persephone her distraction.

“We will get on our way then,” she replied with a smile and a nod of her head, turning to lead them through the Forest towards the borders of the Prairie on the other side. Talya bounded a little way ahead, shoving her curious nose wherever it seemed to fit, apparently returning to normal.

“Almost three seasons now,” she continued, turning to glance at Evaline as she walked. “I am getting to grips with these islands at last – it’s been good to make connections across the islands. What about you, Evaline, where are you staying? Have you always been on these islands?”

all of your demons will wither away

mixed, bay varnish roan, 14.3hh