The stretching horizon wavered beneath the hot, all-consuming rays of the sun. There was not a single trace of any breeze nor was there any signs of approaching storms. Beneath the ruthless heat of the sun, an ash draped minx glided across the dunes of sand. She moved as though she were the fluid the sands had so desperately craved. Effy was born to excel in this type of climate, literally. The Arab descended minx laughed to herself at the thought. She would excel here, especially now that she knew her snake of a sister was here. Travelers passing her had confirmed this to her, and all that was left was for her to join up a kingdom. She'd sought one that boasted the heat of the sun, a replacement for the poor bastards of Reth that cast her out. Next on her list would be to destroy her sister, a traitor of Reth. No matter her feelings for their homeland, she hated her sister far more. At least Effy had been cast out, without a choice. If given a chance, she'd return and claim the throne from the pathetic king that sat upon it. She'd burn Reth to the ground with her fury, and ascend to Goddess of the Sun if she had her way. Xamis could be made to bow, that she was sure of.
As Effy carried on over the hot sands, the sheen of sweat upon her pelt became more pronounced, both in the realm of visibility, and the sensation of a dampness of her pelt upon her ash stained back. The silver that dangled from her neck was nearly hot enough to burn her neck, each lick across her flesh was hot. Each time it danced away, the front of her nape was granted a temporary relief. A mirage-like figure wavered into view as she crested the top of a particularly large dune. She blinked forcefully, the sand tumbling down her face as though they were tears she'd wept as she wandered the barren desert. The image before her steadied, informing her that it was indeed an ancient structure made of stone. A triumphant smile slithered across her carefully etched face. This was what she'd been searching for, despite all the warning's she'd been given by travelers. They didn't believe she'd make it, not knowing the landscape and seemingly appearing weaker than she was to them. Effy was a child of the sun, and she found it laughable that they thought she could not bear its ruthless nature.
Efphion approached a large opening in the wall that she assumed was the entrance. The walls were coated in a thick dust and were worn from the sandstorms that surely swept over this region. As she breached the walls of the structure she called out. "I demand the presence of your leader! I am home." Effy's voice echoed off the walls, and structures within the city that seemed to be asleep in the heat of the midday sun. She waited in her solitude, sure that she would not be alone long. "The mouth of the city sleeping midday. Who will greet a former queen?" She mused aloud now, begging for anyone to gain enough interest to come and lead her home. Effy wasn't leaving, she'd made up her mind about living here with her treacherous journey here.
"Speech"
Notes: First Effy Post! Listing as M for swearing and possible violence (which is very welcomed!)
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Words: 560
I SLEEP NO MORE
and die again
