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12-25-2014, 05:26 PM
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You’ve searched so many corners of this place that it’s a surprise that you’ve never looked here since your horrendous transformation. Well…not really. The island is so beautiful that in truth, you cannot stand the thought of being here. What once offset your loveliness so well will only make you appear more gruesome now, and you have no desire to be the hag in the grottoes where you once played queen. Still, stubbornness can only outlast desperation for so long. You’re looking for something magical, and the floating island is the most obviously otherworldly place in this strange land. While it pains you to do it, you have to look. It has been a journey of a few days, traveling to the rocky point where you first discovered the island. You travel more slowly now, weary joints protesting after every step, but you are determined: if this is the only way, then so be it. The trip up to Caela Insula is quick and nauseating, but you grit your teeth and close your eyes. You’ll make it fast, just one look before you leave—at least, that’s what you’re muttering to yourself as the cloud soars into the sky much too fast for your liking. Sick to your stomach, you practically roll off your ride when it reaches land. Opening a clouded eye, you survey your surroundings…beautiful as ever, you note with disgust. Unlike you, the island hasn’t changed at all—it’s almost as if the very earth is mocking you, you think. Really, can it get any worse? However, your luck is about to change. You pick yourself up with a belabored groan, preparing to cross this godsforsaken place off of your list of places searched…when suddenly, you feel it: the unmistakable tingle of magic. Eyes shoot open and legs buckle as your frail body trembles with disbelief…could it be? As fast as your arthritic legs can carry you, you shoot off in the direction of the feeling. Soon enough, you see it. It is just as it was last time: a large crowd has gathered, all with looks of expectation plastered across their greedy faces. Determinedly, you slip into their midst, dodging and pushing in your ruthless journey to the front. Not today, fools. You’ve waited long enough to find Fireball; and while you have a few words with him, they can go--what? Disappointment sears across your heart as you finally reach the forefront of the crowd, for your hungry eyes do not fall upon the flaming figure that has haunted your dreams for the past three seasons, but rather on a giant turtle and a simple tree. Angry tears fill your eyes, and you turn your face away. Once, you never would have let them see you cry like this…but then again, once you had no reason to. Oh Sheba, how far you have fallen. |
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