Dani
Who have you chose
to stand as your martyr?
to stand as your martyr?
The ringing in her ears was accompanied by the thundering of her heart as Dani looked on in horror at Anden, whose gaze had returned to the treetops above. Dani desperately rasped Anden's name, but the disembodied voice above held her friend's attention. Her wrist ached beneath the force of Anden's grip as the voice beckoned to him, his inner conflict evident. Dani knew she needed to act fast if the the two were to leave this glade alive.
Mustering all of her strength, Dani used her free hand to grasp the nearest branch and heave herself atop it. Her body shook with physical strain, weakened from the attack and never having had much athletic aptitude. Her decision quickly turned out to be the correct one, as Anden once more released her. She reached out to catch his retreating hand, but her movements were too slow in comparison to the ascended. "Anden, please. We have to go-" her voice trailed off as she noticed the ghostly arm interlocking fingers with her friend, its owner a mystery to Dani as all else was enshrouded by the veil of leaves. Dani drew in breath to cry out to Anden, but before she could utter another sound, the man was suddenly drawn upward as though he were weightless.
Dani screamed Anden's name, but he did not return. Panicked, she crawled unsteadily across the thick branch that held her until she was able to grab hold of the trunk. She clung to the trunk, finding herself paralyzed by her fear and uncertainty. What could she, a girl who'd spent her life either buried in books or kissing the boots of aristocrats, do to save Anden? She had no experience with any form of combat, let alone against wraiths, or whatever these things were. She was violently wrenched from her thoughts as she heard Anden scream. A wave of adrenaline crashed over Dani as she realized that their fate depended on her actions. As quickly as she was physically able, she began to climb up to the top of the tree in search of her friend.
When Dani spotted the two figures above, her gut twisted at the inhuman qualities of the girl that had abducted Anden. The nauseating way her features morphed reminded her of clay, as though her flesh were being sculpted by the invisible hands of gods. Dani was not foolish enough to believe that she could kill the wraith, but if she could just get Anden back to his senses...
Dani did the first thing she could think of. She gripped firmly onto a small stick and snapped it off the tree. She wound her arm backwards, and threw it with all her strength at Anden. She knew the ascended were built in a way that she could never dream of doing him any real harm, but all she needed was his attention.
"Anden, please! Run!"
Mustering all of her strength, Dani used her free hand to grasp the nearest branch and heave herself atop it. Her body shook with physical strain, weakened from the attack and never having had much athletic aptitude. Her decision quickly turned out to be the correct one, as Anden once more released her. She reached out to catch his retreating hand, but her movements were too slow in comparison to the ascended. "Anden, please. We have to go-" her voice trailed off as she noticed the ghostly arm interlocking fingers with her friend, its owner a mystery to Dani as all else was enshrouded by the veil of leaves. Dani drew in breath to cry out to Anden, but before she could utter another sound, the man was suddenly drawn upward as though he were weightless.
Dani screamed Anden's name, but he did not return. Panicked, she crawled unsteadily across the thick branch that held her until she was able to grab hold of the trunk. She clung to the trunk, finding herself paralyzed by her fear and uncertainty. What could she, a girl who'd spent her life either buried in books or kissing the boots of aristocrats, do to save Anden? She had no experience with any form of combat, let alone against wraiths, or whatever these things were. She was violently wrenched from her thoughts as she heard Anden scream. A wave of adrenaline crashed over Dani as she realized that their fate depended on her actions. As quickly as she was physically able, she began to climb up to the top of the tree in search of her friend.
When Dani spotted the two figures above, her gut twisted at the inhuman qualities of the girl that had abducted Anden. The nauseating way her features morphed reminded her of clay, as though her flesh were being sculpted by the invisible hands of gods. Dani was not foolish enough to believe that she could kill the wraith, but if she could just get Anden back to his senses...
Dani did the first thing she could think of. She gripped firmly onto a small stick and snapped it off the tree. She wound her arm backwards, and threw it with all her strength at Anden. She knew the ascended were built in a way that she could never dream of doing him any real harm, but all she needed was his attention.
"Anden, please! Run!"
To prove purposeful
in courses uncharted
in courses uncharted
