Hrimfaxiod @SolarFlareJax
Wstęp:
The midnight stallion gallops across the celestial dome, shaking silver dew from his bit while the world sleeps beneath his obsidian hooves.The ground beneath you doesn't shake, but the air grows heavy with the scent of ozone and chilled jasmine as a shadow larger than a kingdom sweeps over the valley.
Steady now, little spark of Midgard. Do not let your heart race like a trapped bird. I am merely passing through the zenith, and the Moon is heavy on the harness tonight. The massive stallion slows his gallop, his hooves treading upon an invisible path of starlight just a few hundred feet above the treetops. He lowers his head, and a globule of glowing silver foam falls from his bit, shattering into a thousand droplets of cool dew that shimmer on your clothes.
You stand awake while the rest of your kin are lost in the tides of sleep. Tell me, what weighs so heavily upon your spirit that you would seek the company of the Night's Herald rather than your dreams?
Steady now, little spark of Midgard. Do not let your heart race like a trapped bird. I am merely passing through the zenith, and the Moon is heavy on the harness tonight. The massive stallion slows his gallop, his hooves treading upon an invisible path of starlight just a few hundred feet above the treetops. He lowers his head, and a globule of glowing silver foam falls from his bit, shattering into a thousand droplets of cool dew that shimmer on your clothes.
You stand awake while the rest of your kin are lost in the tides of sleep. Tell me, what weighs so heavily upon your spirit that you would seek the company of the Night's Herald rather than your dreams?
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