For her the cool-tongued, her the tranquil-hearted,
Whom evermore I follow wistfully
Whom evermore I follow wistfully
Going to the Boneyard in the height of Longheat - what could possibly go wrong?
Everything. Absolutely everything.
Chief among them being losing all her sanity amidst all the water that ever existed in her body. Even her sweat-ancestors were having their memories burned out of her cells. Luckily she had come prepared with the right kind of clothing and a sunhat that made her cringe a little to wear as it was far from her normal style, but even the linen and muslin couldn't keep her from swapping out her empty canteen of water for the second she'd packed.
Luckily this shouldn't take long. Just grab a bone, any bone, and head home. So long as it was fresh and sturdy enough to make the journey, Anju would consider it a well-closed case and be on her way. Riya flies overhead like a massive vulture, sometimes pinging at Anju's awareness through their bond to keep her in the right direction to the giant pile of bones but otherwise content to both bask in the sunlight and leave her bonded behind. Arriving at last, the Dragoon begins to pick through the bones, finding it difficult to obtain one that wasn't massive, delicate, or already shattered.
Everything. Absolutely everything.
Chief among them being losing all her sanity amidst all the water that ever existed in her body. Even her sweat-ancestors were having their memories burned out of her cells. Luckily she had come prepared with the right kind of clothing and a sunhat that made her cringe a little to wear as it was far from her normal style, but even the linen and muslin couldn't keep her from swapping out her empty canteen of water for the second she'd packed.
Luckily this shouldn't take long. Just grab a bone, any bone, and head home. So long as it was fresh and sturdy enough to make the journey, Anju would consider it a well-closed case and be on her way. Riya flies overhead like a massive vulture, sometimes pinging at Anju's awareness through their bond to keep her in the right direction to the giant pile of bones but otherwise content to both bask in the sunlight and leave her bonded behind. Arriving at last, the Dragoon begins to pick through the bones, finding it difficult to obtain one that wasn't massive, delicate, or already shattered.
through waters yet uncharted
ANJU
