09-07-2016, 02:15 PM
She'd heard whispers of the Mountain and what it meant
Sure, she woke up here - but she left immediately, searching. Family ,friends, land...anything. She fell asleep within the borders of the Valley and woke up miles from home, alone, shivering in the cold. She didn't understand what the Mountain meant until later, until meeting others.
And she didn't understand what it meant to be mortal until <i>this</i>.
THIS being the clotted bloody mess now adhered to her face, granted by a horn and a stranger. A stranger named Violence, but still a stranger.
She trudges to the Mountain, her face burning with every step, the blood pulsing across the swollen mess. She's delirious, infected, dragging helplessly across the land until at last she falls at the threshold of the Mountain. There - here - she collapses into a heap of bones and mess and blood. The wound is seeping again through a disrupted clot.
If only she knew to ask for immortality.
If only.
Sure, she woke up here - but she left immediately, searching. Family ,friends, land...anything. She fell asleep within the borders of the Valley and woke up miles from home, alone, shivering in the cold. She didn't understand what the Mountain meant until later, until meeting others.
And she didn't understand what it meant to be mortal until <i>this</i>.
THIS being the clotted bloody mess now adhered to her face, granted by a horn and a stranger. A stranger named Violence, but still a stranger.
She trudges to the Mountain, her face burning with every step, the blood pulsing across the swollen mess. She's delirious, infected, dragging helplessly across the land until at last she falls at the threshold of the Mountain. There - here - she collapses into a heap of bones and mess and blood. The wound is seeping again through a disrupted clot.
If only she knew to ask for immortality.
If only.