Timestamp: Season of Fall, 28th Day, 512 AV Bleak darkness turned to light as Naeya opened her eyes to the sunny Cyphrus plains. It had been a place of sorrow and heartache for the Konti ever since that fateful day so many years ago. But now, on this particular endless morning, the plains whispered promises of safety and innocence. The tall grass rustled in the warm breeze, but no other creature stirred as she looked across the familiar green sea. "It must be summer," Naeya murmured aloud, accepting the season change as easily as a starving man accepted a second bowl of soup. As she scanned the horizon, her gaze fell on a distant, grey-barked tree. She knew immediately that it was far older than herself. Its gnarled limbs were twisted and tangled in a pattern that suggested it had been struggling with such chaos for many, many years. The more she looked, the more she felt sorry for it and desired to be at its side. She began to walk, barefoot, towards the tree, passing through the plains with ease. The grass felt like silk on her skin and seemed to whirl around her legs, softly speaking to her in contradictions. Stay... stay... go... It was a comfort to know she was not wholly on her own. Caiyha's children were near, keeping her company. At first, the walk was pleasant. She strode slowly, forgetting the danger of snakes and glassbeaks. Syna's rays warmed her arms, and the grass parted for her effortlessly. After a time, however, she started to wonder why her destination never seemed to be getting any closer. She had walked for many chimes, but always the crooked tree was the same distance away. The realization was an unwelcome trigger. Immediately, her steps became heavier and the ground less kind. Sharp grassy needles scratched at her calves and pulled at her dress, tearing the hem of the white fabric to shreds. The ground became swampy, and her feet sunk into the thick mixture of mud and water. She called on all of her energy to keep moving forward, struggling against the world that had previously been her ally. A hissing noise to her left caused her to whip her head around in fear, but nothing could be seen over the grass that had grown to swallow her in its height. Nothing but green. Suddenly, she stumbled and found herself lying on her back, staring desperately at the faraway sky. The sun had disappeared and in its place, black, foreboding clouds were quickly forming. They rushed together, glaring down at her and swirling angrily. "What did I do?!" she cried out in anguish, stretching a scaled hand out and above her face. The sky opened, and it began to pour. |