This place put a dark shadow over the dove of a fae's mind. Not only was it dark, arid and demonic within these caverns, but there was something about them that fascinated her at the same time. Maybe that was why she felt drawn to be there, it was an escape, but also a deserted, dark place. Feeling drawn to it for reasons unknown, the fae has found herself in those parts on a couple different occasions. Relaxing the moment she allows herself to enter one of the many tunnels that envelope the caverns infinite trails. With one large, flat paw in front of the other, the snowy fae made her way through the opening, encased with darkness as she refused to hesitate this time.
Shaking her dial momentarily the fae felt an overwhelming sense of silence and tranquility. Lavender optics a glow in the darkness, highlighting the long white eye lashes surrounding them. She walked very slowly, feeling the obsidian sands that enveloped her paws and sunk her delicate paw prints into their flat, untouched surface. A gentle though silent sigh escaped the fae's lungs, a glance to and fro, her auds laid back gently, and her dial carried low, equal to her shoulders. Her long tail balancing the slender dove's petite frame as she walked. Though without realization, she was slowly encroaching on another's quiet time as well.
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