N I M U E
we have calcium in our bones, iron in our veins,carbon in our souls, and nitrogen in our brains.
93 percent stardust, with souls made of flames,
we are all just stars with people names.
- nikita gill
Towering brambles intertwined and reached to the heavens of night above her. Nimue still pushed forward, just small enough to fit through the skinny trail that had opened up like a mouth to the mysterious maze. Thorns jutted out of the thick hedges, catching at her sides in many delicate scratches on her dappled sides. She stopped, the trail abruptly ending and forcing her to choose her next path.
The air dropped several degrees, a chill shivering across her body. Puffs of mist billowed out from her mouth. Frost grew rapidly on the brambles. She shuddered, stepping back. A cackle rang out against the silence of the maze, the only sound save for her thundering heart. Her gaze fell upon a creature from a child's nightmare, all skin and bone and wraith-like on the path to her right. Surely he could not have been there a moment before. His age was undefined, something the witch could only guess might have been far older than this world entirely. Nausea builded in her rolling stomach. Instead of quivering, the rosy dam rose her chin to the ancient shaman. She would not bow to his theatrics, having seen horrors of other worlds.
Suddenly, he bolted, mocking her with his presumed age. He was speedy, rounding a corner that she did not know was there quickly. Nimue broke into a short-strided canter, determined to keep pace. When she was certain she was going to catch him around another bend, another corner, she discovered that she had lost him entirely. Her hooves sank into a puddle of icy water. Quirking her head, Nimue investigated and saw that the widened path ahead of her was completely underwater. The stars did not reflect in the inky pool. Dipping another hoof in, she looked more closely with her good eye. Although her hoof hit the sloped ground, she could not see it beneath the water line. The water ran the length for several meters, gradually leveling out again in the distance. An easy swim, depending on if the water was only standing or... well, she had no way of guessing how deep it could possibly go. Instead of waiting around, however, Nimue carefully stepped forward. Surely enough, the ground below her sloped away quickly, and suddenly she was paddling. She was surprised the water wasn't frozen, her teeth chattering as cold robbed her of breath. Quickly she swam, breathing through her nostrils as the water reached her cheeks, unbeknownst to what swirled dangerously in the fathoms below her.
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