09-03-2016, 03:19 PM
now don’t you understand…that I’m never changing who I am?
Her eyesight had returned. Barely.
She had woken up to find that she was alone in a lake of Ruan’s making—moreover, the melting that had created the lake that used to be the ice wall of Ruan’s making—and she had tried getting up, stumbling like a drunkard or someone coming off the largest high in their lifetime. She hiccupped, tripped over her own knees, and silently whispered a Hail Mary before trudging off to look for something—anyone.
What she knew, more than anything else right now, was that she was weak, and vulnerable. She had none of her abilities to recommend her, but she at the moment was unaware that the same had occurred in the rest of the lands surround here. That her beloved Forbidden Dale (a place she had meant to go back and visit), and the precious Jungle women she had known and loved were gone. It was all gone, and there was no getting any of it back.
She swerved, nearly hitting a rock, as she stumbled on, groping about for any sense of clarity as to where… or when, she was. Had she imagined this whole thing? Had she imagined Ruan? Had her body relieved itself of her abilities by sheer fact of her own arrogance? She stopped, gaped her mouth wide open, and, not knowing what else to do, she cried, barely hearing the echoing sound of her own name being screamed above the fog. She just felt so alone.
She had woken up to find that she was alone in a lake of Ruan’s making—moreover, the melting that had created the lake that used to be the ice wall of Ruan’s making—and she had tried getting up, stumbling like a drunkard or someone coming off the largest high in their lifetime. She hiccupped, tripped over her own knees, and silently whispered a Hail Mary before trudging off to look for something—anyone.
What she knew, more than anything else right now, was that she was weak, and vulnerable. She had none of her abilities to recommend her, but she at the moment was unaware that the same had occurred in the rest of the lands surround here. That her beloved Forbidden Dale (a place she had meant to go back and visit), and the precious Jungle women she had known and loved were gone. It was all gone, and there was no getting any of it back.
She swerved, nearly hitting a rock, as she stumbled on, groping about for any sense of clarity as to where… or when, she was. Had she imagined this whole thing? Had she imagined Ruan? Had her body relieved itself of her abilities by sheer fact of her own arrogance? She stopped, gaped her mouth wide open, and, not knowing what else to do, she cried, barely hearing the echoing sound of her own name being screamed above the fog. She just felt so alone.