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[PRIVATE] Gather round the hole

Nasreen Posts: 160
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Mare :: Pegasus :: 15.1 hh :: 6 (Orangemoon)
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NASREEN


Even though her hooves were planted firmly on the ground, Nasreen felt as if her stomach was falling into a pit even deeper than the lava-filled one beside her. Perched on the narrow ledge beside the bubbling crater, her heart was about to rocket out of her chest; any moment now, she figured. And though it was unbearably hot, the sweat that was darkening the copper patches on her body to a slick, muddy brown had less to do with the extreme temperatures of the Heart and everything to do with the last time she had been here.

But she didn’t want to think about it. Even now, she couldn’t look at the gaping mouth of the cave, wide and dark, and threatening to swallow her whole. She couldn’t inch towards the clammy, dead air that awaited her within, or the low ceilings and winding passageways that extended for miles just past the entrance. And she certainly couldn’t throw herself into the memory of dark days past. She had tried so hard to erase the long season spent in that labyrinth as wraiths roamed Helovia, tried so hard not to remember the terror of the darkness, the guilt at abandoning Kahlua, and worst of all, the crippling sense of claustrophobia that came with the caves…but now, standing here, that effort had all been in vain. She was back.

When they had assigned her the patrol, Nasreen had felt her spirits sink. Aside from the Edge, these caves had been the one place in Helovia where she’d least rather be. However, she had been too timid to ask for a change of location. After all, she was still new to the Throat, and this one simple patrol had been the only duty assigned to her. While she remained terrified, she dared not risk her new herd’s acceptance over a trip to the landscape of her nightmares. Without the Throat, she would have nowhere else to turn. Every wingbeat here had screamed at her not to go, but she had forced herself to make the journey. It was the least she could do, she reasoned shakily, trying her best to keep the fear at bay. But now that she had arrived, she found that she could go no further. Not only was she trembling too hard to walk, but there was no way she was getting any closer to the entrance on her own.

Glancing around, Nasreen didn’t see signs of any others from the patrol. Briefly, a flicker of hope sparked in her selfish heart. Perhaps if no one showed up, she would no longer be obligated…yes, she hoped so. Impatiently, she stood on the ledge, counting the minutes until she could abandon her post.

OOC: She hasn’t gone in, as she hates the caves. If someone wants to find her and coax her in, that might work :)

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Messages In This Thread
Gather round the hole - by Ilios - 08-22-2015, 04:40 AM
RE: Gather round the hole - by Nasreen - 09-04-2015, 05:59 AM
RE: Gather round the hole - by Maren - 09-09-2015, 05:12 AM

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