Unnoticeably, a small shadow weaved into the mass of moving horses in the wake of Lena, traveling north from the Steppe. For months, he had been clueless what to do with himself, battling his strong feelings of hopelessness and trying to keep up the hope that Mauja would return. It had been difficult at times, but he was still here, and when their new deity proposed that they could have a home, he felt his breath get caught in his throat. He did not quite dare to believe it, ever the skeptic, but he followed suit without a sound. He would have to see it to believe it, but oh, he wanted to. When they came through the pass, he halted in astonishment at the sight that lay before him, greedily taking in the sight of the lush grass, the lake and the caves, scattered all around. This is home. |
Welcome Home [ex-edge/plague] (CLOSED)
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12-03-2012, 04:10 PM
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