As day morphed into night, Simatra found herself scaling the steep sides of a ridge. Sure she would've liked to have stuck to the center of the valley as it made it's way northwards, yet there was something about the sheer height of the cliffs that had drawn her to it. Perhaps she'd wanted a view or to clear her head from all the myriad of events that had happened since straying from her path and into the meadow. Perhaps it had all been a mistake. A shuddering sigh left her throat raw as she picked her way round crags, almost slipping a few times from the wind and the thundering rain that had begun to fall. Now was definitely not the time for a storm.
The first bolt hit a ragged stump; searing the wood to ashes in the spot where she had been standing just moments before. A warning. It didn't want her here. It was her, the filthy flaming she-demon. She was the one that had caused all this mess. "You made it angry!" she thought, not daring to shout aloud for fear of upsetting the stone even more. The second bolt was what really got her.
A shower of sparks from above and rocks came tumbling down the cliffside, earning a howl of anguished terror from the Kali as she and the rubble descended into the valley below.
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The first bolt hit a ragged stump; searing the wood to ashes in the spot where she had been standing just moments before. A warning. It didn't want her here. It was her, the filthy flaming she-demon. She was the one that had caused all this mess. "You made it angry!" she thought, not daring to shout aloud for fear of upsetting the stone even more. The second bolt was what really got her.
A shower of sparks from above and rocks came tumbling down the cliffside, earning a howl of anguished terror from the Kali as she and the rubble descended into the valley below.
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@Talewi. Sorry it's late, and not in the planned place, but I hope this serves well :) Feel free to find Sim among the rocks; broken bones are probable (and maybe amnesia too when she wakes up)
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