Submission (#1697) Approved

As the hum of winter drew in close, Mari gently lay upon the bitter floor of Nowhere. Singing his comforting tunes as he watched the sparks fill the sky, reminding him of the times long gone. Comforted by the grace of night, yet reminded of the bitter cold that surrounded him. Mari gently lifted themselves up to his shivering knees, almost instinctively taking off from the ground in his apparition like state. No one would see him as he slipped out from the endless grasp of the Nowhere. The winter air carrying his light body through the breeze as his skeletal critter smiled softly. The night was frail but endless, spanning across the whole tundra, yet the light of celebration to Nowhere drew Mari close.

They slinked around the streets of the Nowhere, reminded of the pain and solitude these terras experienced, yet his presence was something to make their life shine just a little brighter. The touch his presence had on these souls was beyond him, he understood not of what caused him to be blessed with an eternal existence, but his grant of joy too those was enough for him. For the days of ache and misery he may endure, to see these terras with hope inspired him, inspired his melodies. He would be nothing without them, those that care for him all year round. Sure the masses of the greater terra provided him many a gift and stage, but the pure unbridled love of Nowhere was something special. To them he was no gimmic, not one gone at sunset, he was a staple, a hero to these lost few and it was undeniable that his presence was touching to them.

He took a deep sigh through his echoed sensors, as he crept from the creeping cobbled paths, standing right upon the center of the lost village, as he presented himself to the few. It had been many moons since he last preformed for the terras of Nowhere, and that was a mistake of his own. And so with all of his heart he hummed his melody, tapping his hooved foot against the ground to make a beat as they formed a small crowd. With the clap of his hoof and the cheers of the crowd, he felt uplifted and secure as he let the melody carry him. The song of the Nowhere was undeniable, the music was that of the moment. Everything was at peace, everything was right. And in that moment the small crowd reminded him that his terras were that of Nowhere.