Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 10:23 am
A gentle smile was given as she told him there was no need for apologies. Lucky him, he'd thought he'd pushed things a little. Never used to being around others, he was a little nervous, but he hid it so well. Truthfully, the only mare he'd ever talked to had been Sirensong, and she was off finding her own reason for being. All of the best luck to her. His eyes fixated for a moment on the cloud in the air, faint sparkles of ice could be seen, and if one were to look through it at the sky, it would surely be so artistic! She was a pure work of art without having to try. Or so it was, in his eyes.
His smile turned to one of gentle amusement, "How much do you know of the world beyond the sky? Of the galaxy, and it's hidden Eden?" He wondered aloud. Did she know what lie beyond their seemingly limitless habitation? He could see it himself whenever he wanted, but he wanted her to see it too. It would be his gift. "Would you know what it would be like to look upon Rhiandrithae from beyond the earth you stand on now? Think of it... history would be your guide. In my mind I see it clearly, though sadly, it is not yet as beautiful as it could be. Still it bears great wounds of past. Though now I imagine it with an aura, circling the planet, because of the magics born." He began, it was true, he didn't really know more than any other Serian. But his logic and poetic mind helped him to piece together what others possibly could not.
"Speak if you wish, of anything you'd like. I'm not usually so chattery. But such a sweet bird of song does inspire in me the perfect image to create on my canvas of words. So pardon my freedom of expressing my inner heart." His voice was soft, and his face was to the sky. But his eyes were closed and it was obvious he was focussing on something else. His talent of memorizing how things looked came in handy quite often..
His smile turned to one of gentle amusement, "How much do you know of the world beyond the sky? Of the galaxy, and it's hidden Eden?" He wondered aloud. Did she know what lie beyond their seemingly limitless habitation? He could see it himself whenever he wanted, but he wanted her to see it too. It would be his gift. "Would you know what it would be like to look upon Rhiandrithae from beyond the earth you stand on now? Think of it... history would be your guide. In my mind I see it clearly, though sadly, it is not yet as beautiful as it could be. Still it bears great wounds of past. Though now I imagine it with an aura, circling the planet, because of the magics born." He began, it was true, he didn't really know more than any other Serian. But his logic and poetic mind helped him to piece together what others possibly could not.
"Speak if you wish, of anything you'd like. I'm not usually so chattery. But such a sweet bird of song does inspire in me the perfect image to create on my canvas of words. So pardon my freedom of expressing my inner heart." His voice was soft, and his face was to the sky. But his eyes were closed and it was obvious he was focussing on something else. His talent of memorizing how things looked came in handy quite often..