Emberwood for better (or for worse)

bhediya sat beside the border in contemplation. to take that step, to veer over the edge.. would it be so bad? there was no one here to leave behind, no one who needed her. easy was grown, as was pihu; ibis was leading with ease. there would be no one here to miss her, not in a way that mattered.

but if she stepped over that border, who's to say that he wouldn't follow? bhediya could leave everything behind and have it all be for nought, because no matter where she ran to, pygmalion would find her. he would always find her, never relenting until the day that she died. 

what if?

the scout stepped away from the border then, finding her thoughts to be slipping faster than she could catch them. to leave in that way, it wasn't an option. there would come a time when she would be able to escape. it was only a matter of figuring things out until then.

bhediya began to jog toward the heart of the territory, finding comfort in the sting of the winter wind.