Moonspear hidden

The Pale

The night had fallen so deep, that it came upon her body in exhaustion. She knew it was time to take a rest, for tomorrow was another day to guard, but for now, she would let her joints be at pease. Up the mountain was always a different journey, for her jaden eyes gazed within the fog, only to think one would gaze back, and to recieve silence. Since her time here it never went away, always remaining, always wrapping around Desdemona- but she persisted. To get used to this hidden area, to throw herself through the viel.

Though difficult, her ears always twitched, she could hear them, but couldn't see them. Something always seemed around, and it unsettled the dame for she couldn't detect where. Always moving, and she too would move away. Up the mountain, she treaded.