Meadow

Long grasses brushed the underside of her belly. Wind whistles through the grass, the sound soothed her soul. The smells that the wind pulled her way made her nose twitch as she lifted her head. Her mother's words rang in her mind, stay by the waterfall or the long meadow, unless you chose to put your life in someone else's control. Aelia snorted. She'd like to see them try to be honest. Growing up with Zoe as a mother meant Aelia learned what she didn’t want to be. She loved her mother, no doubt, but Zoe's personality was meek and quiet whereas Aelia was outspoken and brash at times. Whether that was a good thing or not was to be determined. Mother had died, an infection that had run rampant through her and left Aelia all alone. She didn't know anyone where they had lived, and the only place she could think to go was here. The Lost Islands. What the heck that meant she knew not. But she'd figure out her place. She didn’t think she'd be heading down the footpath of her family, heading to Luthien, she wasn't a fan of the cold.

But then again, Aelia knew not of what each island held, so maybe exploring them one at a time would be the way she filled her free time. For now, she was content to graze in the lush meadow, one that she was told would keep her safe. Had mother been trying to prepare Aelia for her passing? The thought passed through her mind, it was as if her mother knew that the infection would take her and leave Aelia alone, and that she'd need to find somewhere to go. The thoughts caused Aelia to drop her head more. A deep breath gave her a moment of reflection before she lifted her head again.

The sun was lower in the sky then when she'd first arrived, only barely, meaning that dusk would be coming soon, and she'd need to find shelter to keep her dry should the sky decide to open up. But for now, the vast meadow stretched around her larger frame, her pale skin glowing under the suns rays.




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