Wasteland

Untarnished was Fairytale. A pure innocent girl unspoilt by the ways of the world around her. Her soul was stainless as well as her body and mind. Gloominess seemed to hand around the entire lands of Boreas, not knowing if the other lands felt the same dusk as she had felt lately. Maybe it was all due to the changing in the world around her or was it entirely something so unfamiliar to her? Auricles shift upon her skull as the member of Judilian Band stood there soft salmon flushed eyes look out of the barren territory. A wasteland without promise of ever returning back to it's glory days. Or was it completely entirely different?

Everything appeared to be infertile lands, with out promise of being cultivatable, Fairytale wondered if this depleted ground offered anything except dust, dead trees or anything. But the ground was too parched, thirst that would never be quenched. There was no vegetation - just completely unrewarding. It wouldn't offer anything for Judilia. But the youthful woman continued her advancement, a fruitless water bed was bone dry. Lifeless trees uprooted and sterile.

This land would offer unfruitful adventures, but she had to continue on. To survey the landscape.

1/3 Navigation of Barren Hills

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