anyone;

[Shiya]

For your love I'd give my last breath The trails seem endless. One melts into another then branches off into a third. Uncertain of a direct path Shiya simply wanders. It feels like weeks (and it could very well have been) since she has recognized anything at all. Lost and confused Shiya just assures herself to keep going. She has passed open plains and glistening lakes, foreboding mountains and grassy meadows. A world unexplored to her is quickly unraveling. What urgency she once had has dissipated, distracted by the sights and smells of Beqanna. A sense of freedom kisses her brow and lifts the corners of her mouth into a grin. This is all her home, she muses as she meticulously descends a small ledge. Her emerald eyes stare down with care before lifting to see the kingdom unfurl in front of her. It's a beautiful thing to behold but Shiya can't quite determine where she is. Her mind is like that of a newborn's, so innocent and naive. Beqanna has been a part of her life since the day she was born and yet she remembers nothing of it. It didn't bother her then because she didn't know better but now, as she stands at the borders of the Gates, she can't help the pang of guilt that shoots through her. Should she recognize this place? She can't quite be sure. A deep sigh punctuates her silent confusion before a sweet noise slips past her lips into the brisk, foggy morning. Shiya larva and dillan's lost little girl