She harbours a sword within her unquiet roaring heart,
She wanders from the grips of her northern home. Arya steps onward, both ears pricked forward, unsure of where the destination lies. It’s always about the journey right? Well, she supposes in her case it is. For a long while she pays little mind to anything around her. Her focus solely lies on the path ahead of her. For a moment she contemplates visiting the Endless Blue once more. It seems to be her go-to when she has no specific destination in mind. The ocean itself is tossed from her mind as she hears a voice beckon.
come it calls. Arya turns her head and she sees she isn’t the first to hear the call. The huntress approaches the Arch slowly. Her journey forgotten by this point as she focuses in solely on whatever is ahead. She steps into the cave and hears it call to hear.
come. What can it possibly want?
Probably wants to shower me in gifts, she thinks to herself jokingly. Of course, she laughs at her own joke as she trots along through the arch.
Then she comes to a split. The voice still calling. Her head looks at each one, unsure for a long moment. Arya flicks her tail and steps towards the right but then stops. Her head glances to the center and then the left. Which one is it? She stomps her hoof slightly at her uncertainty. Finally she simply turns her body left and trots along at a relatively fast trot.
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