[AW] a few first steps

[Philomena]

these lands were new to her. everything, every smell, and every noise was cause for some alarm. her eyes, however, calmly assessed their surroundings. she waited for a while on the edge of the plains, hesitation in her steps before breaking out into the spring evening. the air was crisp and the crickets chirped idly to announce the coming night's time. but her steps did not falter as she walked despite her inner misgivings. this was just another realm to explore. she could hope for many things, and many experiences, but in the end, it was up to fate. Philomena did not enjoy that idea - she chose her own fortune and her own goals. the thought of anything interfering - some divine intervention or ideals - beyond her control was unnerving. but she still did not give this place the pleasure of seeing her upsets. she would rather die than show weakness of any sort.

the tall grasses tickled her legs and the lack of voices - of anyone - was a blissful moment she was loathed to give up. her time on this earth was brief compared to most but she knew what she liked so far. one of them was a bit of silence to think, especially considering she had just arrived and did not want to be overwhelmed. as much as she was physically kept together, the young woman's insides burned with regret. though what sort of regret was unknown, for she could easily slip into a more sociopathic viewpoint. perhaps the regret was for her new start? the thought of adjusting once more to the dance of life when she should have settled by now... mayhap she should not speak of such things, let alone think them. if she did, she would begin to think her decisions were not done for the good of her being. she would feel utterly hopeless.

coming to the middle of the plains, her head swirled around in half hopes to run into someone. though she enjoyed her thoughts the most, Philomena was quite eager to learn more of the realm she found herself in. a plan would have been to research but she was one for action. even if it was impulsive to run from each land to the next without a goal. steps were heard, though, and the young woman remained still. waiting to see if they would pass by or pause, her eyes kept on the horizon. she did not look behind her and did not see who approached.