Houdinz

In the darkness of the cave, there was a certain silence one couldn’t find often. It was like it was a secluded area, it was like it was hidden from the outside world. She could very much feel the battle of primal forces outside, she could hear the winter storm tearing the land from itself on the surface and every now and then, a cold windswept energy found its way into her cave. But she was sheltered… she was safe. She had never enjoyed the silence – it spoke louder than so many words, but it was probably needed at the moment. Ava sighed and rested her head on her legs, closing her eyes in an attempt to sleep a bit. She wou

She couldn’t tell exactly for how long, but at least a few hours had passed since she had crossed the border. Hours of nothing more than bare lands and bitter grey and white as far as she looked. It was cold, it was sad and the wind… the fricking wind, always howling and crying and pushing the scarlet doe, and she wished she could just close her ears. She had them pinned against her slender neck, yet the storm didn’t care for something so trivial as her. She was nothing but a spot of red among the dull white area. In these few hours, Ava had found herself worrying looking towards the sky. In the last few hours, stormclouds

She had started out great.. just great. The days had been cold, the weather a bit chilly yet rain or snow hadn't overtaken the lands just yet, which definitely made Ava's journey easier. She hadn't been forced to take shelter, and thus she had continued on in a fast pace. Soon, she had left the small territory of the loyallists far behind her and only strange lands were ahead of her. Although she had lived here her whole life, she didn't know much about Windborne. She hadn't been allowed nor wanted to... by the northern wind, she regretted that now.   Knowing the land would definitely have been useful, as she once again found herself a bit lo

_______________________________________________________ Featuring Ava and Hannas Mentioning Aila (NPC, Ekaitz  and Euria Year 772 of the new age. Windborne, Early winter, Loyalist territory, _______________________________________________________ Ava Still no sight of her... five days had passed, and there was still no sight of Aila. No news, no information. Nothing. She had been thinking about asking Hannas for days, yet she figured that he already knew that she hadn't returned, but didn't know what to do. Like herself, he was probably also worrying. It was never good whenever someone disappeared, but usually the reason was bad weather