Stand Up When It's All Crashing Down
Torin
11-21-2019, 01:11 AM
The moment the volcano erupted everything flew into a panic. Fear, true gut wrenching fear, bubbled with Priscilla like she had never known. In her flight she had gotten separated from both Cottontail and Osiris and worry nagged at her mind almost constantly as she wondered if they were alright. She didn't want to assume the worst for them, nor for her family in Lirim. Once the season faded and spring arrived the girl knew what she had to do. Returning to the lands she had been born brought no comfort. Ash upon the ground yet… and no scents of loved ones that must have fled the wrath of the volcano. Here, even here the devastation had reached. Priscilla stood, her bicolored eyes wide, as reality settled on her shoulders more firmly than ever before. Things changed. Loved ones could, and would eventually die. There was no true safety, no true haven in the world. There were threats to the land, those she cared for, and even herself. She had been shown that when her sister had died and now, now that realization settled in her stomach like a heavy stone. All her aimless, happy wanderings with Osiris, her lack of training, what she was seeing now… everything swirled in her mind in a form of sensory and memory overload. Priscilla swallowed back the bile that threatened to rise. She stood there just inside the lands with her tail tucked between her legs. Though she saw reality she struggled to accept it. She hadn't realized it but tears had formed in her eyes and now slipped down her furry cheeks. This was not the valley as she knew it… and ‘cilla wondered just how much had changed. If the volcano had reached them even here… then… had any of her loved ones lost to the effects of it? Was Cel okay? Or was it only a matter of time before even more bad news and heartbreak knocked on the door of her heart? Priscilla shivered as a breeze blew over the land though she wasn’t sure if it was from the cold or her troubled thoughts. A boom of thunder shook the land around her yet Priscilla did not move as she continued to stare at her homeland in disbelief. Not even the rain, falling in large, heavy droplets, was enough to move her from that spot. Not yet. |