Ankyra Sound the light you stole

backdated to the 15th @Aditya

Something calls her north, and she can't quite figure out what it is but neither can she ignore the call. She keeps going until she can smell the ocean on the wind, and further still; through a forest, and the sound of crashing waves fills the air around her. There's something else in the air, too. It's faint, but familiar. She can't place it, but the hairs along her spine rise nonetheless.
She breaks the treeline and soil turns to sand beneath her feet — and that's the moment she identifies it. Her heart twists painfully at the realization; the scent is stale, and the one who left it is long gone. Someone she'd all but given up hope of ever seeing again. She approaches the shore quietly, stopping when the water just barely reaches her toes as it comes forward, and howls. The sound is long and low, mournful as the expression written into her features; I'm here, it says, though she knows it's too late, come back to me.