[Quest]Caught Between -(active)

[endejester]

Color Inspiration - Gloaming - Gloaming is the time after sunset and before dark.
Some old stories said this was the time that the world of fairies could appear in our world.

Temperment: Shy/ Rich / vibrant / Elusive / Passionate/

Gender: Doe
Name: Caught Between

She is Shy, but deeply passionate about those she meets, first impressions are paramount, and necessary as she will retreat and vanish as quickly as she has come. While she cares deeply for those whom make a good first impression she is too shy...and perhaps a little too playful to stay. She feels if she stays in one place too long she will not be there should someone else need her, though her interventions are short she does her best to make them meaningful even if it is just someone to talk to for a short while.  

[endejester]

- naming dream -


There was a great stillness

A long pause as though the world held its breath

The leaves were still, the birds and the crickets silent, even the wind paused as though it waited, polite, for an invitation before crossing that brief threshold between sunset and darkness.

A doorway to night that was painted with the last bits of sunlight, and the deep soft purples that blanketed the day before it closed its eyes and let only stars and moon shine through.

She moved forward in that hush like a ghost, and it seemed that the moment flickered like a small fire, all but out in the deep dark waters of night, a momentary spark that would, too quickly vanish.

It embraced her, held her close like bracken and branches at once safe and yet catching and firm. Before her she saw the moon, the stars, true night with it's haunting cries and deep slumber.

Behind her she saw the sunset, bright colors painted across the sky as though it were a great bird courting its dull feathered mate. Perhaps then the moon was its egg, waiting for some story yet to be to hatch it into another thing, another story, another place.

She tried to go forward, and found her way barred, she tried to go back and could not either, panic seized her for a brief moment, uncertainty... a lack of clarity before she realized, and turned. There between the night and day, between brightness and stillness she moved. Caught between as the world sighed...