Otter Creek among the chestnut trees of Mamre

being vague because her thread at MH is still ongoing. i want to get her moving towards RS asap though - so this is a transit thread. open to anyone though, as always. set between otter creek and DB in case anyone from DB wants to encounter her. i'd prefer to spree this! but i'm game for anything.

it should not have been like this. the tales of priests entering the lands of damnation and returning - not only unscathed, but prosperous, with heathens converted and the afflicted excorcised of their evils - perhaps they had spoiled her. she was no priest; yet the lord was with her, always. the lord had beckoned for her to go there, to test her. and she had failed. had she always been so corruptible? the fear was with her now, filling her, running through her veins with the adrenaline and causing an ignorance in hosannah -- she felt no pain as she coursed across the land, only terror, and somewhere deep inside her mind a sadness. she was weak. she did not deserve the love of the daystar, her mind screamed.

around her there were trees; there was meadow; there was burning sky and then darkness - and still she ran. when the sound of running water finally penetrated her mind, her pace lessened until she was sagging weakly against the trunk of a tree. she could not see the water; the sound of it reminded her of the magical feeling from before. of the image of light cascading through the river. her lungs burned -- and she fought to stay conscious. the poison caused by veritas' blunted claws ran its course through her; she had no way of knowing if the end was coming. if the light of her life would be snuffed out so quickly and mercilessly by a mere scratch. it was horrifying.