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"Just breathe," Vale told herself at the wave of tightness in her chest. Her thoughts had wavered, going to the one being that she couldn't stop worrying herself over, someone she had been trying to ignore but kept coming back persistently. Taking a deep breath of the crisp morning air, she tried to still those thoughts and her racing heart. "Focus on something different...like that." She pulled up short, her great wings beating to keep her from falling to the earth. In front of her, through the morning fog she found herself face to face with a great wall of vines. The wall was thick and not even a speck of a hole could be seen that she might be able to look through. She craned her head back, looking to the sky above and felt her heart flutter once more. The wall seemed to extend far higher then she could fly...how on earth...this had to be a work of the Gods. There was no way it could not have been. Perhaps there was more to this relic then she first thought. 

With her interest sparked, Vale descended from the sky, landing neatly in front of the maze. Already she could see many hoof prints in and around the wall, many equines had already come to check it out...and perhaps enter. Following these hoof prints she worked her way around until she found the entrance to the maze, where the hoof prints all converged on one point...then disappeared. Letting out a steady breath she looked up at the wall again, thinking of how tall it was that she couldn't even see the top of it. Whatever this relic was, it must have some worth behind it, especially if it was from the Gods. She hesitated only a little as she pushed her way into the maze, the fear only setting in as the entrance disappeared as the wall of vines grew rapidly until there was nothing left. The mare shifted her weight back, her eyes wide. Clearly there was no way she was getting out from there again. Turning around she faced the long corridor and with no other choice, began to follow it.

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the lies we speak - by Erynvale - 07-10-2017, 07:17 PM
RE: the lies we speak - by Random Events - 07-11-2017, 08:27 PM
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