The Sentinels m+m's

Loneliness had become her only companion, as if fate had cursed her to wander the world in solitude. Twice now, beloved friends had been torn from her grasp, leaving her heart raw and aching. She wandered, not out of purpose, but because standing still hurt even more. Where she went no longer mattered, from the valley, to the flatlands, and now, it seemed, the coast. What was the point anymore?

She’d begun neglecting her own needs; her already slight frame had grown gaunt. Perhaps the salty sea air might do her some good. But her thoughts drifted as aimlessly as her steps, flitting from memory to memory, never settling.

So lost in her own world was she that she didn’t see the stranger until it was too late.

Gah..!

Thud. Kirain landed in a dejected heap, her face pressed into the dirt.