THOUGH they're {screaming} YOUR [name]

[» zel cat.]

J E L I N Q U A
Try to forget the bad times.

+ And all through that he never once stopped loving her. It was like the perfect ending to a love story, what pair could hope for a more better ending than that? It was truth, there was none. For no blood, nor sweat nor wars of any kind could have separated love such as that. Jel still remembered the days when it was only he and his brother who used to play in the stream and in the forest .. but they were distant memories, fond memories but distant. For when Evoke came he seemingly forgot any other. It was like when she entered the room, everybody else seemed to dissapear. They were not important right at that moment. Of course, it had not always been like that. Most of the time they had been best friends, inseperable merely by the fact they were a mirror image of the other .. except for gender and colour, but in everything else they were the same. And they knew it, and Jel's parents knew it. Jel had often heard them whispering in the past, about such things as romance ... but he had been young and naive when he heard those snipets of conversation, who was he to question whether their conversations had been about he and Evoke. Ah, the beauty of ignorance, but .. he was no longer ignorant.

+ He walked through Arkan-da, watching everything with a gaze that told any who may be observing him that he was taking in everything he saw. Every detail. And he enjoyed it so, unlike Evoke he had previously never lived in Arkan-da, he had only returned here with her because he adored her so. And because as a child he had heard magnificent stories from the travellers about this place. Thus it all added up, making him want to stay here .. forever. His painted mane flew slightly in the wind as he let it wash over his brown and white body. It shook as he felt the fleeting contact of a fly upon his pelt. But he did nothing other than flinch when he felt the contact upon his skin. Everything was bliss these days, the once lonely shores of Arkan-da were slowly bringing new arrivals. It was gradual, but soon it would once again be the thriving land Evoke had known as a child. Soon it would once again be the home she knew.

+ There were slight ripples moving along the otherwise still surface of the lake. He oculd see tiny bugs jumping along the surface, catching their invisible prey. He moved closer towards the edge, he had always liked the water and as he stared into the clear depths of the lake he noticed coloured fish swimming under the surface. Blissful in their ignorance of the world above, the world above the water where a plauge had touched every living creature. But under the water everything still thrived, the water had acted like a sheild to the disease. Repelling it, not letting it touch any of its occupants. The best gaurd one could ever hope of having. But only if one tried to force itself into the water. If one gradually moved into it, moving through the water rather than against it - as Jel was doing now - then the water alllowed them access to its hidden world. His legs up to just past his knees were now engulfed in the cool liquid, at first it had been like ice around his legs, then it numbed ... but now it was perfect. Just perfect, as it should be. Jel was not a perfectionist .. but he did like to look for perfection in the most inconspicuous of lifeforms. Such as the lake, or a rock or even the blades of grass.

[» alexandra.]

e v o k e

make this go on f o r e v e r
and let t o m o r r o w never come.

--- » Arkan-da. Her parents cherished Kingdom. Passed down through generations, and generations. And now when it was her generation, she wasn’t exactly sure she was ready for it. Ready for the title of Queen of Arkan-da. Heck, she was barely off of four years. Alas though, by blood and inheritance; it was all hers. And that scared her. Because what if she made a mistake? What if it all went wrong again? What if something happened and she couldn’t fix it? The Equines under her rule were suppose to look up to her, right? To seek guidance and an example from her. She wasn’t ready for any of it. And thoughts were bound to lead to the matter of … the matter of what it would have been like if the disease hadn’t wiped out the ‘original Arkan-da’. It would have been what it had meant to have been, she knew. Hareea would inherit the thrown and take his place as the King, once their Mother and Father passed it on due to old age and not death; and Evoke would just be the Princess, the one who would never grow up and she could play and laugh and smile all the time, instead of having to worry about a Kingdom. It was selfish of her, she always thought. But Hareea was happy to take the throne, she knew! He’d confided with her months before and vice versa; instead of telling him her ambition to become a Queen, though, she told him of her ambition to travel beyond nowhere, and meet many new friends and maybe, just maybe if she was lucky a special someone; and it would have all been perfect. She wouldn’t ever – ever, ever, ever – confide with her parents, of course, because she knew – oh how she knew. Their plans were to use her to settle an alliance with Toromia. There was only so much you could keep from Evoke, after all. All of this could have proceeded like it was supposed to, that is, if the disease hadn’t enthralled everyone with it’s wrath and killed them all, and with them the land itself died, too.

--- » But, alas, because of it she was subject to fleeing the land. If it hadn’t happened, then she wouldn’t have stumbled across Jelinqua and his family. And even though it was absolutely horrid of her; she could still see some good out of the whole ordeal; even through the bad. His family were absolutely lovely; nothing like hers. They were kind and warm, where hers were withdrawn and strict. Jelinqua’s parents took her in and welcomed her to the family like she was a long lost friend, whereas hers, put in the same position, would have called her troublesome and passed her onto one of their subjects to deal with. Jelinqua’s brother was charming and funny, he talked to her easily; her own brother was just as withdrawn from her as her parents, through years of training to take over the thrown someday, he wasn’t charming at all, he was bland and boring, humor was so alien to him it wasn’t funny … and he always had to force himself to reply to her questions, when he deemed fit to do so. And Jelinqua? At first he was just another equine to befriend. But then, when they started to play and laugh and smile together, she was absolutely enthralled with him. He was so friendly, and charismatic and so much like her that it would have been impossible for them not to get along. So, even under the circumstances of her finding them, she couldn’t help but be so thankful for the chance to experience that. Experience a true family life, to be loved instead of looked at as a pawn for an alliance, a bargaining chip if you will. And so, through it all; she saw the positive things. Even now, when she knew very well that she wasn’t ready for this, and she wasn’t even sure she wanted it and knew that part of her decision was based on guilt and duty, she couldn’t and didn’t regret anything. She had Jelinqua, after all, to help her and always be by her side, as the King of Arkan-da. And with him, she hoped and wished and wanted, all of it to turn out good in the end, and let nothing bad come of it.

--- » Her steps were near mute, as she ran through the desert that she was so accustomed to – even though she had been absent from it for near two years – with not a care in the world, because she would always be young and foolish, deep down inside, even if she had grown up on the outside and in her mind. Not exactly sure as to where she was going, but still with a slight sense of alertness in the back of her mind. Out here she could be normal, if only for a small moment of bliss; she could pretend that she wasn’t the Queen, that she was merely a traveling equine, like the one she use to dream about being. And over all, have that sense of freedom. The ocean was just a little further away, she noted, as the scent of salt hit her senses, and from there on would be Lake Torena. A place she had such fond memories of, where she used to play when she was but one years of age. She didn’t have ‘normal friends’, as her brother would always point out in a snicker, teasing her in front of his own – which she was surprised he even had, considering – and she would glare and mutter something under her breath that she’d learnt from the soldiers. And subsequently be sent up to her parents, only to be scorned by Daliana instead, because ‘they were to busy to waste time on such a troublesome child’. And Evoke would merely nod and pretend to be serious, only to run off again later and play in the desert oasis; with her friends. A squirrel, a snake and a cricket. Them being her only friends only because the other foals her age seemed to find her a little ‘odd’. But she just shrugged the comments off and thought nothing of it, and was grateful for what she had. And she could see it now, Lake Torena, just a little further, because through her musings she’d happened to go past the ocean already.

--- » The palm tree where she always used to pass out under back in the days was still there, and she was almost positive that that was the scratch she had left after throwing a ‘little tantrum’, but she wasn’t paying much attention to it, anyhow. Instead, her attention was focused upon Jelinqua, knee deep in the Lake, looking as cute as ever. And she would always say ‘cute’ because ‘handsome’ was just too lame. Coming to one of those sliding and still-managing-to-be-graceful stops that she used to be known for – because she was all too much like her mother, sometimes, in her appearance and movements – as she grinned and joined him. Relishing in it’s cold temperatures, she smiled, closing her eyes. “So, Jelly,” oh how she loved to use that nickname for him. “How do you like our Kingdom, ne?” She asked, opening one eye to look at him for just a second, before quickly turning away to look into the distance. “Everything the stories described it to be, yeah?” She giggled, knowing that he did listen to the fanciful tales of the travelers.

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info:; . <3

words; 1, 300
drank; lime cordial and soda water. with ice.
ate; ice cream.
listened to; music in a different language (japanese) -snickers-
thoughts; strayed from time to time to the matter of kio and gaara. -love-
was nagged; seven times. -grumbles-
other; omisquirrels i see a button!

[» alexandra.]

-twirls- post updated with the actual post. ^^