06-30-2024, 03:15 PM
Fazia had only recently begun to feel warmer and as she did, her thoughts returned to the mountain. Being supernaturally cold felt like a warning, once she realized what was happening, but she couldn’t riddle out what it was a warning about. Was she not supposed to be asking the mountain for things? Could it sense that she had not been born in Beqanna and was telling her she wasn’t allowed?
Well, there was only one way to find out.
Once the cold in her body was just normal winter-cold and not anything more, she returned to the slopes of the mountain and once again began the climb. It was late in day by the time she climbed to where she had felt it before - that chilling presence - and the warm glow of her body catches on the rocks and low-lying plants that live here.
It still felt abnormal, rising so high above sea level. Could whatever magical creatures that lived here sense that uncertainty? Was that why she had been refused?
She couldn’t ask unless she could find a face - all she could do was keep trying until something else happened. Or until she got the same result enough times to confirm some suspicions.
Well, there was only one way to find out.
Once the cold in her body was just normal winter-cold and not anything more, she returned to the slopes of the mountain and once again began the climb. It was late in day by the time she climbed to where she had felt it before - that chilling presence - and the warm glow of her body catches on the rocks and low-lying plants that live here.
It still felt abnormal, rising so high above sea level. Could whatever magical creatures that lived here sense that uncertainty? Was that why she had been refused?
She couldn’t ask unless she could find a face - all she could do was keep trying until something else happened. Or until she got the same result enough times to confirm some suspicions.
Fazia is questing to express possession (3 space)
Previous attempt: Here