Spiral

-lost / trying to explore in the tunnels-

Vaia had gotten caught in the crosshairs of an event she wanted to avoid. Living a solitary lifestyle, she didn’t gravitate to highly populated areas- she was just passing through the shimmering shore, wanting to escape the beach as quickly as possible- but fate had other plans for the tiny fae. Wolves from all over the continent were digging up the soil, and before Vaia could escape, a deep, guttural sound tore across the beach, and the earth beneath her paws crumbled. She fell into a large hole, the world above her quickly vanishing, replaced by darkness and a sense of overwhelming dread.

She must have lost consciousness for several seconds- her head is throbbing, the jarring impact having left her stunned. Stumbling to her paws, she leans up against the wall of the tunnel, trying to catch her breath. Silence suddenly envelopes the passageway, amplifying the sound of her rapid breaths. “Hello?” She calls out, but her beckon fades into the darkness, swallowed by the unsettling silence that amplifies her fear.

"Vaia"