Post by Miyjah Cindar on Jun 14, 2014 22:59:13 GMT
Miyjah walked through the halls of Icendi thoughts filling her mind causing the creases in her brow to furrow in thought. With her she carried a basket that had a meal for two prepared one for herself and her older sister Farja as well as scrolls that had been bound each containing many sketches that had filled her time wanting her sister's opinion on them. How long has it been since she had spoken with her sister? Perhaps she did not speak with her enough but with event's along the land being as they are talk was something that came rarely at leisure or so it seemed. Dressed in a red gown with golden embroidered feather's along the sleeves and along the neckline going down her chest and across her hips with red slippers that kept her footstep's quiet. Upon approaching Farja's chamber's she rapped her knuckles across the entry speaking with her voice smooth and soft in it's call. "Farja are you able to share your time and company with me for a while I have brought some food for us as well." She thought more of Farja her beautiful older sister, yes she always felt her older sister was beautiful, more graceful, elegant and regal in her own way she always felt her sister would be desired by many in Ignis or even perhaps outside the Ignis clan and deep down though her sister was unwed she hoped that someone would one day capture the heart of her sister and she would know love and bliss that Miyjah herself could not and had not experienced since her marriage her only joy had been Jarryth but doting as she was it was obvious to all he was her pride. Her sketches where another thing that she had pride in they portrayed things her word's could not convey from her own heart, these current sketches she had with her where detailed down to the last crack in a volcanic mountain where one picture displayed a phoenix rising up towards the sky where clouds scattered across the horizon and the sun shining forth a path for the sacred bird in flight. It conveyed in meaning though few would know of how she wished she could be like the phoenix to rise up and fly to a path free in her choices. Farja Niyar
