(The Shaiki Moss Gardens) Alone In The Darkness

[Duvain]

1st of Fall 412 AV Duvain wanted to get away to a peaceful place where she could just think and The Moss Gardens were a perfect place to do so. She liked the darkness and the bittersweet feeling of loneliness that it brought. To Duvain it wasn't just a feeling,though... it was her drug she kept coming back to. Ever since she left home, something had changed. She had changed. As if leaving caused something to slowly start dying withing her. It's not that she was exactly homesick... She loved exploring new places and venturing around the world she had never seen. But there was something, something that was missing. What it was was unknown to her but she couldn't help but wonder. Ever since she arrived in The Spires, Duvain had been faced with things she never thought she would ever encounter and seen things she thought were impossible. Things that she could have only dreamed of and now was making into reality. It excited her to think about the future and all the things it would hold for her. If only her brother could see her now... If only. It had been eight years since she last saw him and his image blurred in Duvain's mind. The ache of missing him filled her as she sniffed back her tears. She was glad nobody was around to see her vulnerable in the darkness. Duvain would be leaving The Spires soon and though she hadn't been there long, Duvain knew that when she was gone, she would deeply miss the place she had come to admire so much. There was still so much to see elsewhere. She didn't exactly know when she was leaving, but it would be within the next season or so. But first she had things in The Spires that needed doing. Perhaps one day she would come back for a permanent stay but as of now there were no thoughts in her mind of settling down. She didn't really see a point in it. As odd as Duvain thought it, she loved the moss. It was so different from most other plants and liked damp, dark places much like herself. It wasn't the most beautiful plant, but it had character...for a plant, anyway. She often thought that nature was sometimes more interesting than most people she had met in her life. People were complicated and hurtful. Nature was just there, giving all it could to grow for the world to see. But then again, it always seemed that without certain people there was a spot never filled...A spot that left Duvain alone in the darkness.