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Ashes #3 A Still Burning Flame
As Sana Lightquiver walked down the finally cobbled streets of Withersden in the Kingdom of Fairys and Elves,she felt strange pleasant sensations in her core. She choked it up to the heavy use of magic in this kingdom. She was particularly uncomfortable in places like these because of the magic swirling in the air.
She supposed there was a reason she was so uncomfortable with such things. Asha had always thought it to be the ruling class of Allstead’s (their home kingdom’s) misunderstanding of magic as it related to the rest of the world around them. They also for what seemed like a good reason to Sana held certain beliefs about the creatures that arose from magic.
Asha for some reason felt baffled that she still felt that way after all the adventures they had gone on with each other over the last few months. Though Sana suspected that Asha thought well of her, and they agreed on most other things, she was sure this was where they diverged most often. Asha called the beliefs about magic that Sana held words like prejudice and bias. Sana called Asha’s belief in a more magic based or magic accepting society unrealistic and crude.
Still Sana couldn’t stop the tingling sensation in her gut or the feeling of warmth that came from the magic, as well as the plethora of different sentient magical creatures around her making merry with each other. As much as she wanted to push it away or deny it, she found herself (metaphorically) enchanted by this place, by this amazing comradery that in Allstead would be basically impossible. Young phoenixes sweep around her legs changing forms from human to fire bird then back with little issue. They had flame repellent flexible clothing that melded around them as they changed.
Hmm.. Must be where Asha gets this type of clothing Sana thought to herself.
She saw half transformed werewolfs taking to ancient shamans, talking to wizards. It was truly an odd place.
Finally as she was walking she saw the docks of the kingdom where she was to meet Asha. Asha saw her and waved with the biggest grin on her face that Sana had ever seen. Her friend wore the same type of suit as the phoenixes she had seen in the streets.
"Custom" Asha had said prior to getting it. Sana smiled at the quirky comment. As if they weren't all custom. Weren't they?
As she walked up to Asha, Sana nearly had a heart attack, when a mermaid spun out over the docks back into the water. It stopped her in her tracks. Asha ran up to her nonetheless still sporting her smile.
"Hello,princess," Asha said casually. Sana smiled, too, because it was more of a term of endearment, due to Sana losing her royal position. It had been months since that day, and Asha refused to do anything different, despite the confusion it had caused in all five kingdoms they had visited up to this point. This was no different as the sailor looked confused at both of them. He then said “I wasn’t aware we were in the presence of foreign royalty”.
Sana just shook her head at that. Honestly she never knew how to respond with words when it came to things like that. What could she say that would make sense? That her father hated her for what she had unwillingly become. That he...
She supposed there was a reason she was so uncomfortable with such things. Asha had always thought it to be the ruling class of Allstead’s (their home kingdom’s) misunderstanding of magic as it related to the rest of the world around them. They also for what seemed like a good reason to Sana held certain beliefs about the creatures that arose from magic.
Asha for some reason felt baffled that she still felt that way after all the adventures they had gone on with each other over the last few months. Though Sana suspected that Asha thought well of her, and they agreed on most other things, she was sure this was where they diverged most often. Asha called the beliefs about magic that Sana held words like prejudice and bias. Sana called Asha’s belief in a more magic based or magic accepting society unrealistic and crude.
Still Sana couldn’t stop the tingling sensation in her gut or the feeling of warmth that came from the magic, as well as the plethora of different sentient magical creatures around her making merry with each other. As much as she wanted to push it away or deny it, she found herself (metaphorically) enchanted by this place, by this amazing comradery that in Allstead would be basically impossible. Young phoenixes sweep around her legs changing forms from human to fire bird then back with little issue. They had flame repellent flexible clothing that melded around them as they changed.
Hmm.. Must be where Asha gets this type of clothing Sana thought to herself.
She saw half transformed werewolfs taking to ancient shamans, talking to wizards. It was truly an odd place.
Finally as she was walking she saw the docks of the kingdom where she was to meet Asha. Asha saw her and waved with the biggest grin on her face that Sana had ever seen. Her friend wore the same type of suit as the phoenixes she had seen in the streets.
"Custom" Asha had said prior to getting it. Sana smiled at the quirky comment. As if they weren't all custom. Weren't they?
As she walked up to Asha, Sana nearly had a heart attack, when a mermaid spun out over the docks back into the water. It stopped her in her tracks. Asha ran up to her nonetheless still sporting her smile.
"Hello,princess," Asha said casually. Sana smiled, too, because it was more of a term of endearment, due to Sana losing her royal position. It had been months since that day, and Asha refused to do anything different, despite the confusion it had caused in all five kingdoms they had visited up to this point. This was no different as the sailor looked confused at both of them. He then said “I wasn’t aware we were in the presence of foreign royalty”.
Sana just shook her head at that. Honestly she never knew how to respond with words when it came to things like that. What could she say that would make sense? That her father hated her for what she had unwillingly become. That he...
