Date: 2009-03-13 01:34 am (UTC)
Song's steps slowed and she relinquished her equine form before striding forward again more swiftly.

Very few things actually scared Robin these days. Oh, certainly she stayed aware of all the dangers, but trivial horrors like spiders, disease, monsters and murderers in the night... these things no longer bothered her when she wasn't actually faced with them. The nightmares she still had were vague things, based more on emotion than frightening events.
Darkness, though... Darkness itself still plagued her with nagging anxieties and unprovoked terror. Oh yes, she still feared the Dark. That was another reason she would never accept an offer to use its power.

None of this showed outwardly, though. No more then a slight tension in her body, a small frown on her lips as she walked into the darkness. And then, quite suddenly, she put all of her will into a burst of white light, wishing for it to flare outward like a star and wash away the shadows. Not permanently, but simply as a demonstration of her own power here and a challenge of sorts. Come out, fairy. I'm ready for you.
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