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Shadows casting from the over hang, made her comfortable. She had lived a life of shadows, slipping in and out of them. On the prowl, ever since her soul was so rudely corrupted. Shadows were the only way to keep moving onwards. So many dangers lurked within each realm, never knowing when they would strike. Dangers evolving from beings, to nature, to the unexplainable.
Even day one of this journey was not a slice of delectable sweets covered in frosting. She remembered it like it was yesterday. The fight, the black out, and then waking up into day one. Where was the youngling? What happened? Where was she? Where did they go? How far ahead of her were they already? So many questions.
She had risen from potential ashes only to set forth into the vast darkness. Limbs were weak, mind was sore from all the thoughts racing around one another, and her time was only ticking away. Miles upon miles she traveled until the very beginning was finally upon her. A stonewall sat before the damsel, high, and long. What type of form was capable of creating rocks piled on top of another to create this fortress? And how would she get in to pass it? For hours she paced the outside wall, looking for an entrance. Patience grew weak and her pacing turned into sprints. Back and forth, back and forth. Where the hell was the entrance?! Maiden ran until she could not any longer and her trunks gave out from under her. Collapsing to the earth’s crust, she heaved for air. What hardship was this?
When she had finally caught her breath, and silence was restored to the air, is when she finally heard the answers to her questions.
Over there.
WHO WAS THAT?!?! What voice was this seeping into her brain pan. Where was it coming from? She nickered, asking who spoke.
I’m over here!
Skull snapped in the direction to the faint vocals. Yet, NOTHING, was there! What trickery was this?!
NOW LOOK DOWN!!!
Orbs rotated, nares widened, what in the world was this?! A small earth like creature sat closely to her limbs that were still pressed to the dust. It was similar to that of a serpent, yet fuzzy on it’s back, blue in coloring, and yet maybe 4 inches long. A small, dainty, little fellow. Pools widened once more. She stayed on the ground to not unsettle the creature’s state. She asked it where was the entrance that it was so kindly referring to.
This way, this way, I will show you.
The small life form slowly crawled forth. She got up slowly so that the dust would not consume him. Baby steps were taken as she followed him along the wall. Finally the party came to a halt. He crawled up the stone wall to a branch that was sticking out like a sore thumb.
Go ahead….pull.
Confused to why she needed to pull it and why the creature was helping her, yet she did what she was instructed to do. Lips parted and ivories clamped to the branch. Nape snapping back with force, and like that, a portal of sorts opened to the right of the branch. Disbelief had settled upon her. A door!
For once in a very long time she had the feeling of joy. Her body filled with warmth, and her mind was clear. She nickered to the little fellow, thanking him. Stones moving through the door, and like that….once again.....…darkness.
Reality. The land of Helovia. Here she was, before a stag who physically casted that of war, and yet was glowing with open arms. Such a contradiction. He was polite, she’d give him that. He was also once a foreigner as herself. Helpful.
Was she tired? Good question. She couldn’t remember the last time she actually slept. A sigh was dispersed from the lungs. Focus was taken off him once again to the territory around the pair.
”I don’t even know how to define “being tired” anymore.”
As she brought her once exhaled sigh back into her lung capacity, she noticed a strand in his scent. He was perhaps once a foreigner, but not now. Others had been near him, she could smell them. Stream of another soil was also upon his carcass. He lived in these lands now, but not on this particular turf. So what was his business.
”You must be tired as well. I can tell you have traveled from a different soil, still from among this realm, but not too close either.”
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