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01-10-2014, 06:13 PM
Midas take away the pain inflicted on me, the hunger you're letting me feed It would seem that the dead had risen to wound those yet alive and that would stand against them. Already a few cases of illness had cropped up within our ranks. They had fled the sanctuary of this hovel long before we could find a healer with a possible cure. It was hard to remain in the faint light and confined walls without feeling stir crazy. My wings were trapped in place, they yearned for higher ground, for an open heaven to play in. Surely darkness wouldn’t touch sunlight? Having gone from an open world, to limited ceiling—it was quite an adjustment. The daylight hours seemed to be our only relief, those that patrolled the entrance could soar out and stretch their limbs. Our family got along well enough; though I had a gut feeling that ours wouldn’t be the only herd within these walls—and such a notice wasn’t disturbing until I thought of the Basin scum that remained in the mountains. Perhaps they would weather this darkness in their homeland. Homeland, a place I wished to be in more than anything. I explored the cavern to pass hours. Fina slept in the crook of my feathers, nestled peacefully in their warmth and protection. One such passageway led into a beautifully room filled with all manner of edible delights. For a moment my spirit soared, my heart raced ahead and the beginnings of a smile chased the darkness from empty caverns. In the center, with strange glow spilling across her body stood a woman I’d met at the Heavenly Field. Slowly I took a step ahead, noticing that she was speaking softly—apparently to herself. For a faint moment the notion of walking away passed through my mind; but she seemed so forlorn and alone. My own lonely heart cried for her sorrow, and the loss of family that had yet to arrive in the cave. Family that I would soon go hunt for as soon as things settled in this strange new home—even if they didn’t want the aid. “Parelia?” I asked softly, “Are ye…alright?” |
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