50th Day of Fall, 511 AV A drop of sweat pierces her arched brow, her eyes aimed at the middle of the target. The Avora took the bow up, reaching for a arrow. She drew it back, her arm perfectley angled. And with all her power she released it quickly, watching it aim straight for the target. Finally! It had hit the middle for the first time, all her hard work had been paying off. In fact, she thought she deserved something better but after all she was only an Avora. Meria made her way towards the target, ripping the bow out of the red and white wood. She smiled, watching her un-harmed arrow was still in tact with earth. The Avora put the arrow back in her case then made her way back to Wind Reach. After all her hard work catching food, she needed a break. In fact, she needed to serve herself the food she had caught: A rabbit, a deer, and a bear. Of course she'd save some for the rest of Wind Reach, she wasn't going to be so selfish. At least not yet at least. In fact, if she were an Endal which was one of the highest caste's in Wind Reach she'd be very common like Aidara or Sira... She desired a better life and wanted everyone to be treated equally. But who was she to be telling people what to do and how to run this city. She was a nobody either way, and no one cared really. She wanted a life but she couldn't get what she wanted. She had to do what she had to do for the well being of other and herself. If she tried to get herself in such a situation she would guilt herself to death. Even when she became dead her soul would weep. Finally the Avora reached the Sanikas Gates, there was the guards. She gave them a soft smile and waved, notifying them that she was a resident and what not. The two nodded and opened the gates for her quickly and watched her carefully walk in with her work. In a few short second the doors closed behind her and here she was back home. Meria began to walk to her room quickly, here and there was shadows and other Inarta's that made there way back home from work. She smiled waving to those, but of course she was ignored. Again. Suddenly she saw a figure, she could tell it was an Endal because she heard the sound of her walk. It was calm and slow, she was taking her time. Who could it possibly be? Most Endals would have been waiting for their meals right now... Who could possibly be waiting on something. She saw a glimpse of the person, then realized it was Aidara. She didn't really know her very well but she thought that Addy had seemed very nice after all. She was the most favored in the entire Wind Reach. Coming in Second was Sira, and then the list carried on. Of course, Meria had been making her way up the caste's finally reaching Avora... She hoped to be an Endal sooner or later. But her section covered more of the artisan levels, yes she provided food for her country. She could be an Endal.. She didn't know her caste. Oh no.. Addy's coming! What should I do?! The Avora stood in silence debating to herself on what to do. She was so stupid she had to move, but what if it were important. Suddenly, she saw Aidara's hair, therefore she alerted herself to run before she could reach her. She totally forgot about everything that she stopped and touched a lamp attempting to catch her breath. Meria had forgotten completely about her visions, that suddenly everything went completely white. Then flashed towards a dark room with one candle. There was the man in the dark cloak a huge grin on his face. Her eyes opened wide to fixate herself in the dark trying to make out the person. She was tied to a bed, fully clothed and there he was suddenly stretched across her, whispering into her ears. Some in Nari, he was an inarta. She could tell, his hair was red. Who the hell was this? In reality she had fallen to the floor and layed there motionless, her pupils no longer visible. In her flashback, there was the man who was trying to convince her to meet him... She pushed him away with her legs but it was no use. He had full power over her.... In reality, she woke up. With a brutal awakening, her head began to throb as she breathed heavily. "Lord help me... Lord help me..." Meria was in complete tears, she couldn't help it. What she saw was torture... Can the lord help her? Or what?.... By then she had drawn a crowd then, her eyes were murky in vision. She saw black figures that were talking and trying to bring the Inarta back to life. She found herself being picked up and being sent to be healed. They thought something medically was wrong with her, but what they were soon to be found out was that there was nothing wrong with her. After a few hours had passed in awkward silence for the Avora to wake up. Her eyes finally averted to the ceiling and there was Aidara waiting on her arrival. Meria decided to keep her hands to herself but gave her an apologetic smile."What's going on?"She asked in a raspy voice. Her flashbacks did beat the shit out of her and she wished for the better but that's who she was. Meria tried to make her way up into a sitting position but was too weak to do. So she pushed herself back down, holding her head. "Lord... Stupid... Flashbacks... They beat the shit out of you..." She said in a rough tone, with a slight bit of coughing. Everyday whenever she touched something he had touched, he would tamper with her mind. Causing her to get weaker putting him at an advantage. Sooner or later she may as well just commit suicide and just live in perfect peace somehow.... Nothing could put her heart or soul to rest, she couldn't bare it anymore though.... |