When we can’t control fire,
we name it “wild”
It had been a long time since Alina had visited Ludo's woods. She didn't often venture into the section of the forest that was dedicated to the herald of death. However, the fate of her people weighed heavily on her. And Nephele had said the god had declared the huntress was the best person to step into Delah's shoes, but Alina didn't feel that way.
So she found herself flying towards the graveyard. Passing through the reddish trees, she sighed as she saw the lanterns honoring her fallen kin. Finally she reached the grave of her parents and landed.
Staring at the modest lantern that had been all she could make at the time, she felt uncharacteristic tears glittering in her eyes. Moving towards the nearest tree, she rested her forehead against the trunk. "Why did you say that I was best suited to lead our people Ludo? Why?" It came out in a whisper. Lifting her hands, she curled her fingers into the bark.
Gideon
So she found herself flying towards the graveyard. Passing through the reddish trees, she sighed as she saw the lanterns honoring her fallen kin. Finally she reached the grave of her parents and landed.
Staring at the modest lantern that had been all she could make at the time, she felt uncharacteristic tears glittering in her eyes. Moving towards the nearest tree, she rested her forehead against the trunk. "Why did you say that I was best suited to lead our people Ludo? Why?" It came out in a whisper. Lifting her hands, she curled her fingers into the bark.
when we can’t control God,
we name it “war”
ALINA
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