Feel it still

I was born into the light Under wide and open skies The fear that had gripped Noah’s heart for so long and the worry that crept behind his eyes started to show as his voice caught in his throat. ”My mother died giving birth to my sister. I do not wish the same for my wife.” He let his eyes close for a moment, but as Vi continued to speak and the sound of hoof beats unmistakably hit his ears, the hunter lifted his head again. From the darkness she seemed to emerge. Made of sunlight and clouds, the unicorn stood tall and proud before Noah. The hunter felt something twist within him, and he couldn’t help but close the distance between him and the unicorn. He reached out for her, and she mirrored the movement. Noah ran his hand down her curved, muscled neck; she ran the point of her muzzle down his opposite arm. ”She’s perfect.” He said, somehow knowing the power that ran through her veins, ready to be used to keep the vigor in those that needed it. ”Thank you.” Noah dipped his head with much respect, waiting at the shrine until Vi had gone, before taking his new companion and heading towards home. FIN Noah Olson the sentinel of the north

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