Noctisardor Bypass i don’t follow time

she sat at the edge of the borders, pensive.

witch had meant it when she promised druid that her bones would rest in this loam forever, but as the days wore on without worripa returning home, a thought nagged at her and continued to grow. what if there were things outside of rivenwood that were worth discovering? she couldn't imagine leaving forever, but surely there had to be something out there worth leaving the safety and magick of their home for— otherwise, why would praimfaya have left in the first place?

this was the closest to the edge of the territory that she had ever been, and it made her nervous. but her changing eyes looked over the landscape, imagining what might be different than rivenwood in those faraway lands.