smokey eyes (@Legend) had led him here.
he wasn't quite sure what he expected from such a place. the mesa is grand, rising high above the badlands as if its very existence was some testament to a higher power. he can see skyviews adorned with decor that must not have been easy to find, and little passageways shrouded in red shade. it is so familiar and yet nothing like home at the same time.
izaiah braces himself as he reaches a strongly marked border, not daring to so much as step over it without an escort — he'd learned at least a few things in minya, what these people expected. he squints through the haze of midday, jaw clenched tight, and sends up a lone note.
all he can do is pray that his journey was not for nothing.
he wasn't quite sure what he expected from such a place. the mesa is grand, rising high above the badlands as if its very existence was some testament to a higher power. he can see skyviews adorned with decor that must not have been easy to find, and little passageways shrouded in red shade. it is so familiar and yet nothing like home at the same time.
izaiah braces himself as he reaches a strongly marked border, not daring to so much as step over it without an escort — he'd learned at least a few things in minya, what these people expected. he squints through the haze of midday, jaw clenched tight, and sends up a lone note.
all he can do is pray that his journey was not for nothing.
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המבול - by Izaiah - April 28, 2024, 07:44 PM