03-06-2008, 07:47 PM
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The sound of bamboo chimes drifted to her salt and pepper ears. She could hear the slight noise, and peered around curiously. She'd never stumbled on the place before in all her time there, and was happy to have found it now. The place was pretty, and mostly open, which made limping along with her cane easier. She was hunting down more blankets and things to drag into her shack she'd built in the moaning woods. It would be nice to be back there before night fell, but she was pretty sure she was too far away. It wasn't too bad. The cold didn't bother her much, she mostly ignored the ache it made settle into her weary bones. Instead she focused on trudging along, her empty knapsack strewn over one shoulder.
"Oh shut up, Damian." Her voice was crisp and clear in the sunlight. His voice was whispering in her ear, and when she looked around, she was certain she could see him from the corners of her eyes. But that was no big deal, he was her ghost and god. He would always be there with her. It seemed coming back to these lands had made him become more clear. His power was so much stronger here. Ahren still lived in Clouded Tears, she was certain. Damian had cursed him for it. She let out a soft laugh at the sounds only she could hear, and walked along, lonely, but content.
"Oh shut up, Damian." Her voice was crisp and clear in the sunlight. His voice was whispering in her ear, and when she looked around, she was certain she could see him from the corners of her eyes. But that was no big deal, he was her ghost and god. He would always be there with her. It seemed coming back to these lands had made him become more clear. His power was so much stronger here. Ahren still lived in Clouded Tears, she was certain. Damian had cursed him for it. She let out a soft laugh at the sounds only she could hear, and walked along, lonely, but content.