Iktome Plains zephyrus

Iktome Plain
Metageit 28
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The westward anemoi drew Dianikos along the edge of the great and endless sea, away from the mud-swaddled riverside of Tethys, and the woman was glad for the shift in the scenery. The lush green transitioned to patches of yellowed grass, curving rock formations, and the occasional tree, until all that was around her was a sprawling emptiness.

There was no sound except the howling of zephyrus. She could feel the way the godling's pulsing presence tugged her one way or another, but always inevitably west, and she laughed bashfully with the attention. To any shade who might catch her traipsing this haggard place, she might appear mad from isolation.

Dianikos could still hear the calling of the gulls, distantly. She thought the taste of the sea was everywhere, even when she could not spy the depths from where she crawled. The sun was hot upon her back - the air thick, oppressively so; the tales of the underworld always spoke of the place as frigid and despondent - and so she took the persistent sunshine as a good omen.