(Velvet Strand) Unwelcomed Guests (Open)

[Lux]

 

As the sun rose over the Great Nimbusgait Lakes, making the clear waters look like it was on fire, a lone figure stood on the shores of the Velvet Strand, a tiny island in the middle of the shallow waters of Cirrus Lake. The Peryton watched as the beauty unravels before him with a half smile, but then his mind shifts to something or more realistically somepony that will happen. He knew that soon the tourists would awaken from their sleep and venture to the springtime setting, perhaps even some daring enough crossing over to his home, those curious types. 

 

"They will come," Silverglade said as he turned from the lake, "They always do. What is the point in me trying to rebuff them and yet they know not what their presence here does, the danger they carry with them."