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12-25-2014, 06:21 PM
Arah
It had been a bizarre, terrifying and strange trip up to the floating mass of land. Standing in the cloud that had lifted her up onto the land was completely accidental, Wynter beside her was panicked as well, swooping around the doe as if the bonded creature hoped to catch Arah if she fell through the cloud. Once they reached the top Wynter curled up upon her mistress' back, there she would sleep without a care if the world. It was life Wynter felt they were safe here...safer than when they were in The Basin. Curiosity peaked as Arah pressed forward, ready to explore the new land. Never before had she seen anything like this, a mass of land floating up in the sky?! It was unheard of! A sound rang out over the land and without much conscious thought Arah turned and began to wonder over towards the sound. A crowd appeared in the distance, their shapes blending together as one large mass, yet their noises awoke the slumbering griffon upon her back. Sitting up and peering over Arah' shoulder, Wynter studied the crowds distrustfully. It was harder to spot threats among huge crows. "Ná bíodh imní ort, beidh muid a bheith sábháilte anseo." The doe speaks her native tongue out loud, the reminder of home sends a great sadness through her heart. 'Cad tar éis?' Arah frowns as she glances towards Wynter...what after...Oh! What are they after? They approach the group curiously and then begin to study the tree before them. It looks familiar... |
And I ain't afraid to die, I’m afraid of going to hell.
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