Open Journey to Syliras

[Ze'eva]

[Season of Winter, Day 16, 512 AV]

Ze'eva shouldered her backpack and turned to face her friends and family. This was the day she was going to Syliras alone, without her father, to make a life for herself. They stood at the base of the Spires, where she was born and raised. She was sad to leave, but her heart was yearning for independence and an adventure. "Your mother would want to be here," her father said quietly. "She would be so proud of you." Ze'eva bobbed her head up and down in a nod. "I'm sure she is watching us from above." The Kelvic did not believe in religion or an afterlife like her father did, but she said it for his reassurance. She gave each person a final hug before mounting her gilding horse and riding off without a final word. She did not want to delay the inevitable any longer. She was on her journey.