The Wicked World We Left

*Aranea* · 07-03-2020, 05:22 PM

Location: Whisperer's Gorge

Where had the end of the road taken her? It hadn't, and sometimes she felt like she would never see the next path in her life. She had given up years ago searching for Nuada and Rain. Tyranis was out of her heart the day he abandoned her. And yet she still thought if she could find him she could find one of her lost children. But those days were long gone now. It pained her whole body but she had given up on them. She mostly believed they were all dead, or that Tyranis somehow traveled to an unknown world.

A dampness carried on her coat and soaked through her paw pads in this dark cavern she wandered. Her want for knowledge of the lands was still a hidden spark in her heart even though you could see nothing through her eyes. She found little comfort in her place in the world but she tried her best to move on. Take it step by step and in the deep parts of her mind she hoped she could find a new light in her life.

She looked up at the stone cicles that dropped from the ceiling, some connecting to the rising spikes on the floor. Water rained around and on her, though the cold winter had just come to an end the dampness to her pelt held a warm temperature to her skin. She wouldn't stop to collect any thoughts, just her lazy paws falling one after another to keep her life going.

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The Wicked World We Left

Aranea