@ElderGod-Carrots
“It’s imposible to live a normal life. Groups of them go around the city, slums anything to find people like us. Although…” Tanrial said, “never mind it’s crazy.”
“It’s imposible to live a normal life. Groups of them go around the city, slums anything to find people like us. Although…” Tanrial said, “never mind it’s crazy.”
"Go on," Maybelle insisted to Tanrial. "What is it?"
“I heard a legend that far to the north there was a city, huge and beautiful. They say the sun bounces off the glass and ice making it glow. It’s a place where people like us can live in peace, humans to, but only the ones who accept us,” Tanrial signed “How I wish I was there.”
"Really? Do you think we could look for it?" Lloyd extended his wings more, probably to keep them out of his grasp so he couldn't fidget.
"Do you think it actually exists? Because if it really does, it would be perfect."
The little fairy got excited and flipped in the air.
Tanrial shrugged, “I guess we could look for it.” She smiled biting her lip
"Great! Let's get out of this place!" Lloyd stood up and stretched his wings, preparing himself to leave.
“We can’t go now! We need a plan, food, supplies. Who knows how long it’ll take to get there. An we need to know who is going.”
Maybelle took a step back. "Um, I don't know guys. I mean, unlike you, my parents are here. I have a life here." She gasped, knowing how rude that must have sounded. "I'm so sorry."
"Er, right… preparations… how far is this place supposed to be? I can probably fly, though I haven't for a while…" Lloyd seemed confused. "Do I even remember how to fly? I think I do… hmm…"
“Maybelle, it’s fine, really. You don’t have to come. Bit it would be nice if you did.” Tanrial gave a weak smile, “It’s up in the mountains, really far away. It might take us a couple months on foot.”
"How long by flight? I'm probably strong enough to carry people one at a time over the mountain."
“At least three weeks,” Tanrial made markings in the ground, “y]You haven’t flown in a while, it might be safer if we go by foot.”
Mari landed on Tanrial's head and chirped sadly about her size.
"Probably… Well, how much provisions do we need? I don't need much sustenance, so I wouldn't cause too many problems."
“Right, Mari doesn’t need much either. So currently we have three people going, Ashera, what about you?” Tanrial asked.
Maybelle stayed silent. She wanted desperately to travel to this new land with her new friends, but she couldn't leave this life behind, her parents behind. "We'll need warm clothes and many rations of non-parishable foods," she mumbled.
“Pardon?” Tanrial asked turning to Maybelle slightly, “Is that a yes you’re coming or are you giving us ideas? Either is fine.”
Maybelle smiled weakly. "Yes, I'm coming. I can't let you all have fun without me."
Tanrial beamed, “Great, that makes four of us, two of which don’t need to eat as much.”
"And I know which wild plants are safe to eat, so I could find those, if it's helpful. It's a sort of training angels go through so that if they get stranded on the ground, they can survive. Or, if an angel becomes fallen, it allows them to survive. It's respectful, I suppose, to allow fallen angels a way to survive even though they are no longer allowed in the heavens."
“Great, now all we need is some suitable clothes and we can head off as soon as possible.”
Maybelle hesitated, not sure if she wanted to ask the question. "Are you, are you fallen, Lloyd?"
Tanrial stoped smiling and a worried look spread across her face, she stayed silent and looked at Lloyd.
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