Aug 28 2015, 09:04 PM
Quick and assertive steps carried Delphine through the underbrush of towering sentries and emerald foliage. Though she often frequented Orion, it did not bear with it the same promise of home as Eridanus did. It was not beneath the kaleidoscope ceilings of the star-room did she heal from a severe wound nor was it doused within the quietude of ruins did she learn to speak and practice magic. All of this happened in Eridanus and it would be to this place which she afforded her heart. Even now as her hooves pressed into the damp earth and the smell of petrichor flooded her senses, there was only joy in her heart. Everything about the place was familiar even her memories of what'd taken place here, the attack, her saviors, Arkrael's guidance. Precious and irreplaceable were these memories and still the room bore with it that soak of home.
Without thought, the mare broke into a run, a mere ghost of umbra darting between the trees, over and under extended branches, past the jutted moss-coated rocks. The wind whipped against her face, its rare caress tracing its gentle caress through her mane and tail. She basked in the sensations that flooded her, reeled in the too rare moments where she could simply let go. As she reached the Monarch, a white mushroom standing tall within the center of the room, she slowed to a stop and just once, breathed into the air with a soft acknowledging whicker. Eridanus was home and she was back.