The thorns and branches tear at me as I run, and it seems thin wails are following me from the lining of my coat. I do not dare turn back to look, the ground is uneven and headlong flight seems the best option, but I am sure it is behind me, right behind me--
And I trip, and find myself headlong on the ground, and in my breathless silence there is no sign or sound of the wolf. There is nothing, in fact, although I have lost anything that resembles a path. I draw myself up, and wrap my coat around me, silencing the memories.
That (http://community.livejournal.com/estdeus_innobis/405098.html?thread=10258538#t10258538) was not pleasant, that was not pleasant at all.
I can see the sunlight somewhat clearer ahead, and make my way forward, and find a clearing--a small pond, and a cave laced around with gently growing green. And there is a woman sitting by the pond. She doesn't seem to be dressed for travelling, which is a good sign, but I am rather inclined to be careful of this place's inhabitants, now.
"Good day," I say cautiously. "Pardon me, but I-- I am rather lost."
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Date: 2011-03-15 01:32 am (UTC)And I trip, and find myself headlong on the ground, and in my breathless silence there is no sign or sound of the wolf. There is nothing, in fact, although I have lost anything that resembles a path. I draw myself up, and wrap my coat around me, silencing the memories.
That (http://community.livejournal.com/estdeus_innobis/405098.html?thread=10258538#t10258538) was not pleasant, that was not pleasant at all.
I can see the sunlight somewhat clearer ahead, and make my way forward, and find a clearing--a small pond, and a cave laced around with gently growing green. And there is a woman sitting by the pond. She doesn't seem to be dressed for travelling, which is a good sign, but I am rather inclined to be careful of this place's inhabitants, now.
"Good day," I say cautiously. "Pardon me, but I-- I am rather lost."