Firefly Ravine wayward siren

Fairy toes had carried the willowy girl as far as she could manage. That is, until the whispers of crashing waves could no longer reach her ears. Once at that threshold, it was as though invisible ties held her back from venturing any further. As though the seas, her life and blood, could not bear such distance.

Truly, neither could she.

The night hung heavy, the starlight above as brilliant as it was enchanting. Blackened midnight soothed the priestess, it was a cloak that granted her peace, calm. Allowed her thoughts to roam un-tethered. But this night, it did not suit her quite as well. Instead of the fragrance of the oceans, she tasted only pine, stone, the chill from the mountains to the south.

"how terribly sad..." that these lands were so isolated, so locked between stone and stone. Dark, wistful eyes stared down the steep descent into the ravine, smelling the waters and hearing their gentle warbles. "do you yearn for the mother?"

The mother beckoned all.