I don't exactly know what drove me to put all of my trust into a bird, but I think I just came to the conclusion that a) something weird is going on and b) following a bird that clearly wants me to follow him (her?) is the closest I am going to get to some answers.
It would seem that even in the seemingly deepest clutches of barren, snowy terrain, the stench of a city is always apparent from afar. Though this time, the smell brought comfort, where once upon a time (in a galaxy far far away, or some bullshit), such a sensation would have brought dread, or at least, annoyance.
I liked being outdoors. I liked working with animals. If I could run a practice out in the open field, learning about and treating new animals every day, I would be so damn satisfied.
Anyway, back to where-the-fuck-is-this-bird-leading-me.
It was probably a good thing I was resting just before all of this happened, and that I am relatively fit. Though we found a road (if it could be considered that, it was more of a 'frequently used trail') making the journey a bit smoother, we still walked a good long distance. As my watch apparently didn't want to make this journey, I couldn't tell you the distance or the steps taken, but safe to say, when the silhouette of a city appeared ahead of me, I almost wept again.
I didn't, however, managing to keep my damn emotions in check, for now at least.
"Thanks, peabrain," I mutter, rolling my eyes at the raven who still clutches my glove. Walking this far with a hand shoved into a coat pocket has made for some awkward steps, though now that we are on the road, I feel much safer and secure in the knowledge that it looks like I'm not going to die in the immediate future, at least.
ooc: I'm happy to get up another open thread in the Citadel and call this one finished soon, not sure if you want to wrap it up? Thanks Chan C:
It would seem that even in the seemingly deepest clutches of barren, snowy terrain, the stench of a city is always apparent from afar. Though this time, the smell brought comfort, where once upon a time (in a galaxy far far away, or some bullshit), such a sensation would have brought dread, or at least, annoyance.
I liked being outdoors. I liked working with animals. If I could run a practice out in the open field, learning about and treating new animals every day, I would be so damn satisfied.
Anyway, back to where-the-fuck-is-this-bird-leading-me.
It was probably a good thing I was resting just before all of this happened, and that I am relatively fit. Though we found a road (if it could be considered that, it was more of a 'frequently used trail') making the journey a bit smoother, we still walked a good long distance. As my watch apparently didn't want to make this journey, I couldn't tell you the distance or the steps taken, but safe to say, when the silhouette of a city appeared ahead of me, I almost wept again.
I didn't, however, managing to keep my damn emotions in check, for now at least.
"Thanks, peabrain," I mutter, rolling my eyes at the raven who still clutches my glove. Walking this far with a hand shoved into a coat pocket has made for some awkward steps, though now that we are on the road, I feel much safer and secure in the knowledge that it looks like I'm not going to die in the immediate future, at least.
ooc: I'm happy to get up another open thread in the Citadel and call this one finished soon, not sure if you want to wrap it up? Thanks Chan C:
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