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02-15-2016, 09:03 PM
this old world has brought me pain
but there's hope for me again
but there's hope for me again
The entrance to the caves yawns widely in front of me. I shift anxiously from left to right, unsure and uncomfortable. I don't have any particular urge to descend into the darkness, but somehow, I cannot bring myself to leave. If I stray from the coast line, I will be lost - and I am not ready to lose the only direction I have found to go. I do not have a destination in mind, and the pointless wandering terrifies me - at least with the sea as my guide, I was able to imagine that it would lead me somewhere. I glance to the distant forests, heart hammering in my chest. The herbs are wearing off. I must make a decision, and make it soon, or I know that I will not stray from this spot.
A voice startles me, making me jump and squeal, dancing sideways away from its source. Realizing that the newcomer had only meant to greet me, I swallowed and settled, laughing nervously, as though to send my embarrassment away with the sound. "Oh, h-hello," I stammer, attempting a smile. It works, to a degree: it is friendly, but fearful, for I don't know how to make it otherwise. "It's awfully dark in there," I point out fretfully, eyeing the black hole that is the cavern entrance. It seems to be getting darker by the minute (though it is probably my imagination, I admit). One, two, three... I begin to count, silently, as I shift my weight from side to side. By the time I reach ten, I feel much calmer.
"If there's treasure, don't you think something might be guarding it?" I can see that there is adventure in this mare, just waiting to be set free; but, unfortunately for her, she has stumbled across the wrong horse for explorations. I have no desire to go into that cave. In fact, the forest that had been so daunting a few moments ago was starting to look more and more inviting. "I am Cora," I added, accepting her introduction and returning my own alias. "It is nice to meet you, Freyja. I'm sorry to be so fretful - I have only just begun to explore this land, and it frightens me." I smile, bashful, worry gnawing at the back of my mind. She should know that I am not an explorer, not one to invite on her exciting exploits. I am perfectly happy out here, thank you very much.
Still, I almost wish that I wasn't.
A voice startles me, making me jump and squeal, dancing sideways away from its source. Realizing that the newcomer had only meant to greet me, I swallowed and settled, laughing nervously, as though to send my embarrassment away with the sound. "Oh, h-hello," I stammer, attempting a smile. It works, to a degree: it is friendly, but fearful, for I don't know how to make it otherwise. "It's awfully dark in there," I point out fretfully, eyeing the black hole that is the cavern entrance. It seems to be getting darker by the minute (though it is probably my imagination, I admit). One, two, three... I begin to count, silently, as I shift my weight from side to side. By the time I reach ten, I feel much calmer.
"If there's treasure, don't you think something might be guarding it?" I can see that there is adventure in this mare, just waiting to be set free; but, unfortunately for her, she has stumbled across the wrong horse for explorations. I have no desire to go into that cave. In fact, the forest that had been so daunting a few moments ago was starting to look more and more inviting. "I am Cora," I added, accepting her introduction and returning my own alias. "It is nice to meet you, Freyja. I'm sorry to be so fretful - I have only just begun to explore this land, and it frightens me." I smile, bashful, worry gnawing at the back of my mind. She should know that I am not an explorer, not one to invite on her exciting exploits. I am perfectly happy out here, thank you very much.
Still, I almost wish that I wasn't.
"Persephone speaks."
Persephone
@Freyja
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