Rhiannon
Hak Etme was, by far, the worst place Rhiannon had ever been.
(Not, of course, that that was saying much. She hadn't been very many places yet.)
The Boneyard, as this particular area was called, was a sandy graveyard accented by dunes and bones and death. It was also hot, even in Leafchange, particularly in comparison to Rhi's tundra home. One thing was for sure: she wasn't keen on returning any time soon.
There wasn't a soul around - except, strangely enough, a single young woman with hair as gold as the sand she paced on. When Rhi noticed the stranger muttering to herself, she considered turning around and going back the way she'd come. But what if the woman needed help? What if she was stranded? It was getting late, and however warm the desert had been during the day, the night was sure to be brutally cold. The soldier in Rhiannon wouldn't allow her to leave someone in need, so she sighed heavily to herself and made her way closer to the blonde.
"Hey, uh - are you okay?"
(Not, of course, that that was saying much. She hadn't been very many places yet.)
The Boneyard, as this particular area was called, was a sandy graveyard accented by dunes and bones and death. It was also hot, even in Leafchange, particularly in comparison to Rhi's tundra home. One thing was for sure: she wasn't keen on returning any time soon.
There wasn't a soul around - except, strangely enough, a single young woman with hair as gold as the sand she paced on. When Rhi noticed the stranger muttering to herself, she considered turning around and going back the way she'd come. But what if the woman needed help? What if she was stranded? It was getting late, and however warm the desert had been during the day, the night was sure to be brutally cold. The soldier in Rhiannon wouldn't allow her to leave someone in need, so she sighed heavily to herself and made her way closer to the blonde.
"Hey, uh - are you okay?"
No one likes a mad woman
What a shame she went mad
What a shame she went mad
