Among the mist that shrouds the seared edges of Kavanagh, there was a sea.. Ah, yes. The sea.. Refreshing, with that certain saltiness never lacking in the cool breeze. We all have seen the sea, or at least know about it. But none could ever guess what lay within the fathomless depths.. Perhaps today, that would change for some and for others, it would not.
From the mist, a maiden rides upon the back of a gorgeous horse that was the color of the richest magnolia. Her tanned skin lay bare and shimmering with silverish flecks, seemingly untouched by the mists that surrounded her.. While her eyes, yes, her eyes.. Why did they seem to different? They lacked that of a normal teen who had a piercing gaze that depicted their knowings of the world.
Her own eyes, so dark and lusterous blue, were lush with a unsatiated curiosity that wavered like undying embers. The gaze those eyes held flitted everywhere with awe mirrored in the depths.. Such a lurative creature, every pair of eyes seemed to be locked upon her. The breeze removed the the waist-length golden locks from their place against her back to drape her slim figure from prying eyes.
The pretty maiden seemed unfazed by the fact that she had no clothes. Her mount clearly held a feral look in its eyes and its gaze seemed to laugh hysterically at the onlookers. Still, the pair moved on.. Stopping once reaching the fountain, the pallid equine lets the girl step off and onto the edge of it. Graceful steps are placed around the fountain twice before laying on her stomach on the edge, letting the warmed stone heat her body. The tips of her long digits are ran along the surface of the water, gazing passively at the clearness of it..
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