Millstone

Tell me why I'm discontented

Will I die without the details in my hands?

Life in Amenti was not as difficult as she imagined that it would be. She enjoyed being close to Kira, but the girl had been scarce as of late. It seemed that she was branching out, and trying to find her own path. The colorless woman wished her dear friend the best of luck, and would offer any support that she could along the way. Still, she was not the only reason that she stayed in the neutral pack. Two members of her family resided there, and she had yet to take the time to grab their attention. They were her best bet at finding her brothers, but she was scared. Scared of a dead end, worried that her siblings may not take to her as quickly as she would like. In the end her nerves got the best of her, and the woman had begun to wander.


The northern lands were crisp in the spring, cold but not uncomfortably so. Overhead the moon hung in a thin crescent, barely offering any light to the land below. The albino blended in with the snow, looking as much of a wanderer, a ghost, as she often felt. It was pleasant though, to be surrounded by the quiet. Loneliness did not creep up on her - instead, a sense of peace flooded her system. The crashing of the waterfall and the faint sound of nocturnal creatures calmed her. Taking it in, she let herself sink silently into her thoughts. While she was out, she would further examine what plants grew in the area, and get better acquainted with the ones that could be used as herbs.