Naavi
“The forest wouldn’t like that,” she replied, to the comment about never leaving the forest with certainty, though her smile was wide. “So there are more ruins than there are proper structures… that sounds a bit beautiful.” There was a beauty to death, to the end of something, or the start of something else.
This place sounded like it was ending and beginning again.
“Well, let’s keep going. If you’re gonna reach the shrine for your talk with the gods,” she chirped, bouncing from foot-to-foot, a bit antsy being on the ground, though for now she walked, wings fluttering against her back.
One had to wonder what life in the Hollowed Grounds had been like, ages ago, before it was all ruins. Possibly even before the barrier. But alas, nobody alive could answer that question, and Naavi did not much care to seek answers about it from the dead.
Walking ahead of Aisha, she bounced with each step. “Are we ‘friends’?” She asked, turning to study the woman. She knew nothing about her, but she knew humans valued friends. She valued friends too, but for someone with such a long life-span, she had very few.
Possibly because she valued her solitary preferences too much.
This place sounded like it was ending and beginning again.
“Well, let’s keep going. If you’re gonna reach the shrine for your talk with the gods,” she chirped, bouncing from foot-to-foot, a bit antsy being on the ground, though for now she walked, wings fluttering against her back.
One had to wonder what life in the Hollowed Grounds had been like, ages ago, before it was all ruins. Possibly even before the barrier. But alas, nobody alive could answer that question, and Naavi did not much care to seek answers about it from the dead.
Walking ahead of Aisha, she bounced with each step. “Are we ‘friends’?” She asked, turning to study the woman. She knew nothing about her, but she knew humans valued friends. She valued friends too, but for someone with such a long life-span, she had very few.
Possibly because she valued her solitary preferences too much.
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