06-17-2017, 05:44 AM
you won’t see me fall apart
She should go home ,she decides.
The meadow was a fine reprieve from reality, much like her extended away. She could bask in her new silence, take turns lounging and being useless. After a childhood training (forever training! Father always drilling her) - and for what? Where others had lazy days in the sun she had long, stolen moments in the field. Sparring, mocking, drills...all while her father died. She supposed it was a better way to spend their last moments together. But what if it were quiet? What if her memories calmed to something greater?
Instead she sees war and blood, and feels war and blood - but has never done war or blood.
She returns home, then - a home she doesn't really know, doesn't recognize. Beqanna swirls again in its unfathomable way and valleys crash and crest, but Tephra is unchanged. It's survived this landscape change and for that she is glad. But what does the future hold?
Is she welcome, she wonders, as she crosses the border once more.
The meadow was a fine reprieve from reality, much like her extended away. She could bask in her new silence, take turns lounging and being useless. After a childhood training (forever training! Father always drilling her) - and for what? Where others had lazy days in the sun she had long, stolen moments in the field. Sparring, mocking, drills...all while her father died. She supposed it was a better way to spend their last moments together. But what if it were quiet? What if her memories calmed to something greater?
Instead she sees war and blood, and feels war and blood - but has never done war or blood.
She returns home, then - a home she doesn't really know, doesn't recognize. Beqanna swirls again in its unfathomable way and valleys crash and crest, but Tephra is unchanged. It's survived this landscape change and for that she is glad. But what does the future hold?
Is she welcome, she wonders, as she crosses the border once more.
THORUNN
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