w/ @sangedasun ( your blog isn’t even up yet wt f) liked this for a starter
It’s not much one can miss when the land is ONE COLOR. The red and orange hues that fall over the desert are almost too familiar for comfort. And its a sort of hum that he hears that gathered his attention. QUEENS isn’t supposed to he scouting ( he isn’t allowed to often --- not after he became king ). But he’d managed to sneak out now and was actively doing his best to AVOID ruining the rest of his people. He missed the long desert treks, and with no one bothering them for a while now it wasn’t like his expertise were needed back home. Which maybe is why he was letting himself believe that the heat was getting to him. Maybe ( THIS WAY ) he can finally get over the issue that’s been weight on his mind. But then the ( hallucination ) seems startled, as if it hasn’t expected to SEE HIM. And the king feels rather at odds, a hallucination shouldn’t have THOSE reactions at all. “ Keepsie ?”came the question, a strange one, Horse and broken like one would imagine the northern winds to be WIth how they crack all over the worlds and still not be a bother to those around them. “ I...” why of all things the world had chosen this to be it’s anchor he would never understand. Why show him this. Why show him HER. If it wasn’t even going to allow him to speak with her, “ Keepsie...”