take it slow

Avantika sat at the top of the falls, just watching the water cascade down and splash on the rocks below. The trees whispered in the breeze around her. It was... peaceful. Nothing to fight, nothing to fear or flee from; just her, the water, and the wind.

She'd woken up early that morning, loped through a couple sections of patrols, and found that she was bored. Just bored. It was such a simple, easy, almost childish feeling to her. She wanted to explore, and instead of analyzing that or battling crippling terror of what would happen if she left the Hallows' land for even a moment, she was actually able to go. It was a miracle.

"Speech"