Foggy Bottom Way inferne

going to be very vague on things... and also making the bold assumption that she wasn't murdered by coyotes already loloololol

Liri dreamed.

The sands were red. Trees were green. Waters a blackish, bluish gray. The sky, however, was black like pitch and lined with stars that stared like judgmental gods and not the friendly, twinkling wisps they usually existed as. The faces of her family loomed above her, the same eager longing in their expressions as in her heart, separated by miles of cliff from the overhang well above her head. It was the stars, hanging just behind their silhouettes, that mocked her. Telling her she would never reach them, no matter how high she tread. Daring her to climb anyway.

The sound of howls that roused her from her rest. She looked around at first, thinking she might still be dreaming. Perhaps they were lifting their muzzles to the sky to send those cruel stars away? Liri didn't know, but she pulled herself swiftly to all fours and threw her own voice to join theirs.

Could it be them?

Would there be mountains to climb?

Cliffs to brave?

Did it matter?


Not to the lionheart.