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fallen_star (fallen_star) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-07-19 19:08:00

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arrival, ayla, complete, day 8, yvaine

Day Eight - Yvaine's Arrival
Who: Yvaine & Ayla
Where: The Meadow
When: Day 8; Evening, just after the sun has set
What: Yvaine’s Arrival
Rating: PG
Status: Complete

High in the sky, the Evening Star glittered and shined brightly as she watched the humans and the beasts. The creatures below interacted as they had a tendency to do. Yvaine sighed as she watched a traveler begin his journey through Faerie. Oh what it would be like to go on adventures of her own. She loved her sister Stars and her mother Moon very much, and life was never unbearable for her, but she wanted to experience life down below her sometimes. If there were a way back up home, she thought she wouldn’t mind heading down there for once.

With another sigh, Yvaine lifted herself to a standing position and moved a little to head toward some of her sisters. As she moved, a glint of silver caught her attention, and she turned to look. Out of nowhere a huge silver chain with a large, yellow gemstone flew at her, catching her in the gut. The blow caused the young star woman to stumble backward with an pained sound in her throat, and she promptly began a long descent toward the earth.

Fire sounded in her ears as its colours of purples, blues, reds, and yellows obscured her vision. Her heart beat rapidly, fearfully in her chest as she fell farther and farther, coming closer and closer to the ground. If there were something she could do about this, it would have been done. As it was, she could only wait anxiously for her body to hit the dirt.

A gasp left her lips as she finally hit the ground. Yvaine whimpered as a sickening crack sounded in her ears- almost drowned out by the boom as vast amounts dirt flew into the air- and pain shot like electricity through her leg, up her body.

She lay on her back for a moment, unmoving as she gazed up at the night sky. It was beautiful from down here, but she couldn’t see her sisters’ smiling faces. Sadness mixed with touches of anger began to creep up through her belly. Yvaine hadn’t really wished to be down here, among the humans and other creatures; it had only been a distant thought. Tears welled in her eyes, overflowing and streaking over her temples. How would she get home?

Yvaine recalled the necklace that had knocked her from the sky, so she turned her head one way then the other before she spotted it. “Stupid bloody thing.” She grumbled, moving ever so slightly as she reached out to grasp it as she clenched her jaw against the pain.

Suddenly her world changed around her, and she had the unpleasant sensation of spinning. Suddenly she lay, not in the crater her impact had caused, but in the grass in at the edge of a meadow. The scents around her had changed as well. Yvaine now detected the scent of sea salt on the air, though she couldn’t truly say it was that as she’d never before smelled such a scent. Red rimmed eyes flickered around new environment. The necklace was gone. They moved to the sky where stars glittered and the moons shone. These stars didn’t glitter the same way her sisters had, and her mother had never had a companion. This was a different sky than her homeland. Now she was truly lost.

Yvaine threw a blue silked arm over her face and sobbed into the fabric.

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_ayla_
2008-07-22 09:47 am UTC (link)

Ayla still crouched by the fire, working to get all the things she needed ready to set the broken leg. She glanced over at Yvaine and smiled. She glanced around at her cave a moment before she spoke. "Not all the rooms look like mine. I don't think any of them look like mine, actually. They look the way you want them to look. I have passed by a few while doors stood open, and none of them look like mine. I don't think anyone else wants to live in a cave." She smiled as she returned to her work.

"I have seen a very bright room, very pink and filled with animals. Another room was very simple, with a bed and some wooden furniture." She shrugged. She was used to her cave, and the supplies she had in it. She could wish some of the things other people had into it, but she didn't know what use she would have for them. She liked things the way they were.

She reheated the cooking stones and put them in yet another cooking bowl. She dropped the strips of leather into the water and continued to replace the cooking stones with hot ones from the fire until the water boiled. While that was boiling, she mashed up the snakeroot with a stone and added a little of the willow bark tea to it to make a paste.

When she had everything she needed together, she dropped into a seated position next to Yvaine's broken leg. She looked at her. "The tea will help, but this will still be very painful. I could give you something stronger, but it will make you go to sleep. This is safer. Are you ready?" Ayla was going to have to twist the leg to get the bone back into place, and she knew it would be excruciating pain. She always felt a little heartsick when she had to hurt someone in order to help them. There was just no other way around it.

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