The earth changed dramatically once he had passed through the mountains and into the lowland. Forests sprouted before him in the shape of looming trees, stripped bare from winter’s touch.
Flakes fluttered past his head. The sojourn turned his eye to the heavens and peered intently at the thick plumes of clouds that tumbled across the sky. There was a taste of snow on the air, but it did not seem wicked enough to cause worry for the natives. The earth was quiet and each step that carried him forward was met with the light crunch of snow, the only sound that met his ears.
Once Ginko had reached the woods, he bent his head to sniff at the stones that jutted from the layer of snow. There was not a scent of a claim there, but he could smell wolf. Pulling his sights upward, the sage followed tracks into the forest. His long legs carried him at a leisurely pace. There was no need to rush; he would find what he needed, in time.
Flakes fluttered past his head. The sojourn turned his eye to the heavens and peered intently at the thick plumes of clouds that tumbled across the sky. There was a taste of snow on the air, but it did not seem wicked enough to cause worry for the natives. The earth was quiet and each step that carried him forward was met with the light crunch of snow, the only sound that met his ears.
Once Ginko had reached the woods, he bent his head to sniff at the stones that jutted from the layer of snow. There was not a scent of a claim there, but he could smell wolf. Pulling his sights upward, the sage followed tracks into the forest. His long legs carried him at a leisurely pace. There was no need to rush; he would find what he needed, in time.
February 27, 2020, 08:16 PM
It wasn't the loneliness that fettered her heart, but more so the doubt that had crept in as each day passed. Her fortitude was what kept her moving each day, and as the days began to grow longer with the promise of winters end, the ivory nomad found herself skirting away from the isle she intended to lay claim to, favouring exploration while it remained a possibility before her.
The Hinterlands were peaceful—both unnerving to the she-wolf who had come from such chaos in earlier years, and yet relieving as she would endure and mend a broken heart. What was taken from her in the past—the love she had buried—was left upon the mountains, and each day ached less as it passed.
Never before would she have thought to be so numb within.
The flex of her muscles gave way to the lean sinew beneath her pale fur—the glint of ivory and honey warmer than the snowy ground. The promise of winter’s unrelenting grasp roiled above in the sky, and it was with flashing jade eyes that she found the silent form of another. How long had it been since she had kept company?
She cared not to dwell on it, if only for pride sake.
The Hinterlands were peaceful—both unnerving to the she-wolf who had come from such chaos in earlier years, and yet relieving as she would endure and mend a broken heart. What was taken from her in the past—the love she had buried—was left upon the mountains, and each day ached less as it passed.
Never before would she have thought to be so numb within.
The flex of her muscles gave way to the lean sinew beneath her pale fur—the glint of ivory and honey warmer than the snowy ground. The promise of winter’s unrelenting grasp roiled above in the sky, and it was with flashing jade eyes that she found the silent form of another. How long had it been since she had kept company?
She cared not to dwell on it, if only for pride sake.
...you should see me in a c r o w n
February 28, 2020, 01:13 PM
A touch of wind carried the scent of a foreigner.
The sage turned his head toward it, peering into the dull light of the forest. From there, the sound of steps could be heard against snow. The quiet crunch of movement would have been otherwise undiscernible if the wood had not been as silent as it was.
Within moments, a woman had stepped through the trees. Her fawn coat brought a shimmering light with it as she passed beneath the sun streaming through the clouds. Shortly after, the light had disappeared behind the thick grey gloom. The wood was shrouded in a fog of winter murk. The ashen seer turned to regard his newfound company and settled his gaze on the features of the unknown woman.
“Greetings, stranger,” Ginko offered in a smoky voice.
The sage turned his head toward it, peering into the dull light of the forest. From there, the sound of steps could be heard against snow. The quiet crunch of movement would have been otherwise undiscernible if the wood had not been as silent as it was.
Within moments, a woman had stepped through the trees. Her fawn coat brought a shimmering light with it as she passed beneath the sun streaming through the clouds. Shortly after, the light had disappeared behind the thick grey gloom. The wood was shrouded in a fog of winter murk. The ashen seer turned to regard his newfound company and settled his gaze on the features of the unknown woman.
“Greetings, stranger,” Ginko offered in a smoky voice.
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