Totoka River no direction but a faith in her decision

in muted tones the pair conversed, their words painted in eerie starkness against a backdrop of silence and stormy skies. here is where land ends. where otherworld meets mortal world, the listener uttered, and the sky flashed, then shook as thunder tore through the air all around them. the air hummed, electric and smothering. slim dark muzzle tilted toward the earth, gaze intense and searching. why do you come to end of land? what is it you seek here, quiet one?