@persephcnewilson ❤
it had started out as such a lovely day. amalthea had been falling asleep amidst the fields, but she startled when she noticed a few seedlings spring up that she couldn’t remember calling forth. for a moment she thought that she may have slipped through into someones dreams again, but then she felt someone else nearby. the unicorn laughed to herself.
❛ oh, you are wicked — ! elemental magic isn’t a toy you know... ❜ despite what amalthea said, she had never been much good at scolding. the unicorn couldn’t help herself from pulling a few flowers out of the earth either, and they curled up round her ankles to make a nice little bed before she settled down again. there was something distinctly prideful to the way she kept herself, and the way she looked at the strange girl only pushed the feeling further. ❛ it’s the oldest and most powerful thing there is; i trust you won’t let anyone tell you otherwise. ❜
