12-03-2025, 12:34 PM
believe me, I'm just as lost as you
She smiled at the little red panda as it stretched and tilted it's fluffy head at her. It was an adorable little thing, something unlike Razaranje had ever seen before. Fluffy and warm looking with curious eyes. "Well you seem like good company, Fisher and Anubias." A warmth spread over her as she smiled to the little creature and then back to the green stranger. She had spent so long wandering alone, lost and confused with frustration growing heavier. This company, so friendly, immediately felt familiar and comforting, and it was a wonderful change of pace for the bright green mare. "You visit here often? What is this place, exactly?" The wind whispered over the ruins, stirring dust up in places as if invisible hands were swiping across the deserted land.
Perhaps the wind was actually ghosts. Stirring the dust and dragging silent fingers through her mane and tail as they waved over her body. If she was a ghost, it wouldn't surprise her. She felt almost as if she was stuck in purgatory. Wandering aimlessly, looking for home or anything familiar. Maybe she had died and was now stuck somewhere on a different plane, unable to return home and unable to move on.
"I woke up and can't remember a thing. I've been looking for home, but I can't seem to find it." She tilted her head slightly, "Maybe I did die, and I'm somewhere in between the before and after as a ghost." A laugh burst from her again. Would it be so bad if this was death? Was death just starting over somewhere new? "How are you sure that you're not a ghost?"
Perhaps the wind was actually ghosts. Stirring the dust and dragging silent fingers through her mane and tail as they waved over her body. If she was a ghost, it wouldn't surprise her. She felt almost as if she was stuck in purgatory. Wandering aimlessly, looking for home or anything familiar. Maybe she had died and was now stuck somewhere on a different plane, unable to return home and unable to move on.
"I woke up and can't remember a thing. I've been looking for home, but I can't seem to find it." She tilted her head slightly, "Maybe I did die, and I'm somewhere in between the before and after as a ghost." A laugh burst from her again. Would it be so bad if this was death? Was death just starting over somewhere new? "How are you sure that you're not a ghost?"
razaranje

@Anubias
