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From Dragon's Throat, to Thistle Meadow, and now back to the 'Throat'. First, Aurelia wanted to see the Deep Forest. She was just entering the forest, and wouldn't go to deep (as she didn't want to get lost). Everywhere she had gone, had been just as interesting as the previous. Her journey here had started in Helovia's Threshold. That forest was not as dense as this one, and was much brighter (even at sunrise).
This place was different then the threshold. The sun-dappled ground, it is an ethereal beauty for any god or horse as a private place to think. Yes, a cool, dark, quiet -- a place of comfort and serenity for anyone who ventures here. This sanctuary was a place for any creature-- no, anything that was biotic, alive. There were trees as far as the eye can see, and each adding a diluted grey-brown color and slightly green murky colors. The sound of quiet was eerie, but enjoyable. Were the scary horses and monsters here?
No, no. Aurelia can recalled vividly, that her alleged Sultan had said they were to the North. What was to the North, and why had no one told the young child? Whether they meant steep inclines that one could easily slip and fall down (or climb to the top and reach a pretty field), places that could freeze anything solid, or even supremacist unicorns, Aurelia yearned to know what was there.
In the end, her curiosity may end up killing her, but at least her mind will not wander in the afterlife. That was another thing Aurelia wanted to know about... Was there an afterlife? Many thoughts were very mature for the young child, but she didn't care if her mind was more mature than her body. She had been forced to grow up fast.
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