[Since the abduction of other Summoned, Diana has spent more time in the Horizon, attempting to forge more connections with those who visit the plane as well. Though she had been unsuccessful at contact any of the missing people at the time, she believes with her whole heart that it could be a useful tool in the future. Not that she's looking for anyone else to get kidnapped, but she'd rather be prepared than not.
Though she could traverse the Horizon with a thought, she prefers to move on foot instead. It's easier for her to see who has barriers up around their domains; she isn't about to wander into someone's domain if they clearly don't want visitors. She isn't dressed for traveling, exactly, wearing laced sandals and a short, blue chiton with the sign of The Empress embroidered over her heart in pale thread; but in this place, she's found, it doesn't much matter what she wears, since she can mend her clothing on a whim. It is equal parts uncanny and convenient.
As soon as she steps into this new (to her) domain, she feels... tranquil. Safe. An enormous tree covered in blossoms looms ahead of her, unlike any she has ever seen, and the beauty of it combined with the serenity flooding her brings tears to her eyes. She places one hand to her chest, as if that will hold in the overwhelming emotions that overtake her; she hasn't felt anything even close to this since she was home, on Themyscira. Even her own domain, a replica of her beloved island, doesn't bring these sort of feelings to her heart. She is wrapped up in it, and she doesn't yet know whether or not she will drown or bloom from it.
She turns, uncertain if she intends to leave or venture further within, and a man hovering just off the ground catches her eye. He looks deep in thought, and though normally she wouldn't want to disturb him, she cannot help herself. She keeps her tone even, though there is clearly something wavering just beneath her words.]
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Though she could traverse the Horizon with a thought, she prefers to move on foot instead. It's easier for her to see who has barriers up around their domains; she isn't about to wander into someone's domain if they clearly don't want visitors. She isn't dressed for traveling, exactly, wearing laced sandals and a short, blue chiton with the sign of The Empress embroidered over her heart in pale thread; but in this place, she's found, it doesn't much matter what she wears, since she can mend her clothing on a whim. It is equal parts uncanny and convenient.
As soon as she steps into this new (to her) domain, she feels... tranquil. Safe. An enormous tree covered in blossoms looms ahead of her, unlike any she has ever seen, and the beauty of it combined with the serenity flooding her brings tears to her eyes. She places one hand to her chest, as if that will hold in the overwhelming emotions that overtake her; she hasn't felt anything even close to this since she was home, on Themyscira. Even her own domain, a replica of her beloved island, doesn't bring these sort of feelings to her heart. She is wrapped up in it, and she doesn't yet know whether or not she will drown or bloom from it.
She turns, uncertain if she intends to leave or venture further within, and a man hovering just off the ground catches her eye. He looks deep in thought, and though normally she wouldn't want to disturb him, she cannot help herself. She keeps her tone even, though there is clearly something wavering just beneath her words.]
Is this your domain?