I imagine death so much
it feels more like a memory
Something is wrong. It hangs heavy in the air, oppressive and unrelenting. Kratos doesn’t know the cause of it, but as he traversed through this strange, new, foreign land, he knows that time reveals all. He’s a patient creature, but he is not content with the unknown.it feels more like a memory
The mountaintops are a treacherous place to traverse when the sun has fallen beyond the horizon and only a sliver of the moon remains to guide the way. Every step is taken with a dose of caution, every winding path carefully inspected as the pair gradually descended, but never did they falter with fear. Where he was going or even where he currently was could be anyone’s guess, and as far as he was concerned, he didn’t necessarily care so long as they made it there soon. The wind was bitter and numbing as they carried on through the night, but with seemingly each step that carried them further south, the more eager Pryna grew and the more powerful the inexplicable pull became. The feeling itself was bizarre and unlike anything he could remember feeling, yet somehow, it felt wretchedly familiar – and that was perhaps what kept him moving through the night more than anything.
“How much further?” The nebulous man asked aloud, ears twisting and laying closer to the crest of his neck as another gust blasted against his side, tousling his mane from one side to another in a wild mess that was sure to be fixed as soon as was possible. Until then, he would just be thankful that Pryna was the only witness to his disheveled state.
Flitting about in the blustering winds, Pryna was noticeably struggling to maintain her position as the wind continued to pick up. She was a resilient little thing, though, and with only minor difficulty did she turn around and make it back to Kratos, finding purchase on one of his curling, twisted horns. ”Maybe a couple more hours,” she proffered, ”But maybe not.”
His features creased, mostly from the harrowing breeze but partially over his companion’s unhelpful statement. “Maybe?” He repeated, scoffing softly and resisting the urge to roll his eyes. The dragon wouldn’t see it, but he knew she’d know he had done it anyway. “We can’t even be sure there’s anything beyond these mountains. What makes you so certain there is?”
Settling down closer against her bonded to ward off the chill, Pryna wrapped her tail about his horn. “Because,” she stated matter-of-factly, “I can feel it. We’re meant to be here.”
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