05-28-2019, 08:00 PM
She descended from the mountain left in a haze as the fairy had appeared before her talking about not being able to prevent the inevitable but that she would grant her what she was looking for if she would first talk to three immortals who had lived life longer than most and then disappeared, just like that.
Leaving the mountain top, refreshed from her journey up, she had felt determined in her new quest. Would it really be that hard to find three horses with immortality? Immortality? She wasn't sure if that had been what she'd been looking for, but to know that her body would never be useless again was an idea that toyed with her mind as she began down the broken mountain the way she had came.
By the time she had gotten to the bottom, however, she was just as exhausted as she had been hours ago. She stepped from the rocky ground into soft earth, her attention being drawn from the ground to the view in front of her. Flowers spilled across the meadow in pink, purple, blue, and orange tuffs blossoming among green grass. The grass bent in the light spring breeze, back and forth like a violinist performing a sad but soulful tune. A month ago she would have found this particular scene beautiful in all its glory, but today she drew in a frustrated breath as the appropriate emotions remained locked away.
She began the long walk across the meadow, small beads of sweat from the heat and exhaustion forming along her hide calling to the various insects to come and annoy her as she went. "Immortality" she let the word play across her tongue, emotionless, as she stopped to catch her breath.
Leaving the mountain top, refreshed from her journey up, she had felt determined in her new quest. Would it really be that hard to find three horses with immortality? Immortality? She wasn't sure if that had been what she'd been looking for, but to know that her body would never be useless again was an idea that toyed with her mind as she began down the broken mountain the way she had came.
By the time she had gotten to the bottom, however, she was just as exhausted as she had been hours ago. She stepped from the rocky ground into soft earth, her attention being drawn from the ground to the view in front of her. Flowers spilled across the meadow in pink, purple, blue, and orange tuffs blossoming among green grass. The grass bent in the light spring breeze, back and forth like a violinist performing a sad but soulful tune. A month ago she would have found this particular scene beautiful in all its glory, but today she drew in a frustrated breath as the appropriate emotions remained locked away.
She began the long walk across the meadow, small beads of sweat from the heat and exhaustion forming along her hide calling to the various insects to come and annoy her as she went. "Immortality" she let the word play across her tongue, emotionless, as she stopped to catch her breath.
forget me not; but never remember
Lethy
@[Ryatah] let's talk immortality
