THIS WHOLE WORLD IS ENDING, A NEW ONE BEGINS
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Safe.
What made one safe? Was it the number of guardians in their midst, the land they resided in, none of the above perhaps? She had been born to protect and she had even been bestowed a title to protect! Still she could not answer her own questions. Some semblance of safety had been found in the Woods but everything had been uprooted by the earth's anger. Generational trees had been ripped up from the earth, a child had been lost, a mother had been lost. The earth had opened up and swallowed Nona into its abyss. Misfortune riddled the woods so the meadows they had stolen.
Still she wondered if something better — safer! — was out there for them. She skirted around the Lion's Head in her search, weary of its paths and peaks. For now she was blessed by silence through the morning into the noon. The sun roved the sky though and evening would be upon her soon. Her weariness of skirting around the Mesa with caution had cost her plenty of time. She had barely seen beyond its sides into the lands far from their resting place.
She would wish she had been more foolhardy.
The rumbling came in slow at first, the start of a yawn to the earth's awakening. There was nowhere for her to go fast enough. The earth was an angry parent awakening to a misbehaving child. She shouldn't be here, the earth would reprimand. Its rumbling grew loud — angry steps! — and then there was a crash. Could it be described as a crash? Perhaps a different brand of rumbling. The earth looming above had shifted and freed some of its loose inhabitants. Stones. Varying sizes but dangerous nonetheless.
Try as she might to flee she could not outrun the earth in its shaking conditions. Although it was not the largest of stones that had been freed that met her, it was of decent size. Shoving her out of the way on its mission to meet the ground below the Lion's Head. A jarring sensation in her hind that seemed to take over one side more than the other. She couldn't move. Not now. She fell still on the ground of a world that would not cease its rumblings for her pain.
Ear against the ground she could hear it all, the harsh speakings of the world. Foolish child! You must behave! You mustn't stray! She had learned her lesson from the strong hand of mother nature's strike. The earth would not kill her, no no. It would simply leave her with something to remember her shortcomings by. A sensation she was not sure she would ever forget, a hindrance to carry with her through the rest of her life. She would not be the same prior this moment with her new gift.
A beautifully broken left hind leg.
What made one safe? Was it the number of guardians in their midst, the land they resided in, none of the above perhaps? She had been born to protect and she had even been bestowed a title to protect! Still she could not answer her own questions. Some semblance of safety had been found in the Woods but everything had been uprooted by the earth's anger. Generational trees had been ripped up from the earth, a child had been lost, a mother had been lost. The earth had opened up and swallowed Nona into its abyss. Misfortune riddled the woods so the meadows they had stolen.
Still she wondered if something better — safer! — was out there for them. She skirted around the Lion's Head in her search, weary of its paths and peaks. For now she was blessed by silence through the morning into the noon. The sun roved the sky though and evening would be upon her soon. Her weariness of skirting around the Mesa with caution had cost her plenty of time. She had barely seen beyond its sides into the lands far from their resting place.
She would wish she had been more foolhardy.
The rumbling came in slow at first, the start of a yawn to the earth's awakening. There was nowhere for her to go fast enough. The earth was an angry parent awakening to a misbehaving child. She shouldn't be here, the earth would reprimand. Its rumbling grew loud — angry steps! — and then there was a crash. Could it be described as a crash? Perhaps a different brand of rumbling. The earth looming above had shifted and freed some of its loose inhabitants. Stones. Varying sizes but dangerous nonetheless.
Try as she might to flee she could not outrun the earth in its shaking conditions. Although it was not the largest of stones that had been freed that met her, it was of decent size. Shoving her out of the way on its mission to meet the ground below the Lion's Head. A jarring sensation in her hind that seemed to take over one side more than the other. She couldn't move. Not now. She fell still on the ground of a world that would not cease its rumblings for her pain.
Ear against the ground she could hear it all, the harsh speakings of the world. Foolish child! You must behave! You mustn't stray! She had learned her lesson from the strong hand of mother nature's strike. The earth would not kill her, no no. It would simply leave her with something to remember her shortcomings by. A sensation she was not sure she would ever forget, a hindrance to carry with her through the rest of her life. She would not be the same prior this moment with her new gift.
A beautifully broken left hind leg.
You mustn't stray.
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