"The world will know when you fall."
The world bloomed before her, the rainbow of colors dazzling. A warm spring breeze whisked around her, it grappled lightly at her hair and pushed impatient fingers into her skin. An aroma of life floated about her, the sweet pollen of flowers glided about upon the gale. Hills of emerald rolled on as far as she could see, her silver eyes impressed by the immensity of the plain. Above her, large fluffy clouds of ivory wafted slowly across a turquoise sky. On the breeze, beneath the scent of fresh life, one particular scent seeped through, the sea. It was far off, but it was there. Vanora felt The Naga awaken within her mind. The beast inhaled the memory of the salty brine as it prowled around within the darkness.
Take me there girl, it’s close. So close. The creature murmured quietly, it was not a request.
“No,” she responded, her words echoed around her. It was command enough.
You will regret this girl, The Naga warned, a growl evident in its ghastly voice. It then proceeded to lash out against the mental barrier Nora had so painstakingly constructed.
Remember who I am child, the monster advised viciously as Nora cried out in pain. A headache soon throbbed within her temples in response to The Naga’s attack.
Slowly, Vanora lowered herself to the soft grass that caressed her limbs. This, this was her prison, her own mind. There was no escape for her, she was trapped within a cell with a creature so dark, the world should fear it.
Oh, they do. They will. The Naga responded with a promise, once again it showed its ability to tear at the young girl’s mind.
"They will never know you," Vanora whispered, a vow to the world. Never would she allow this creature to be released upon it, no matter what she must do to maintain its captivity.
The sun was pleasant upon her chocolate hide as she curled up in the grass and wished away the pain in her head. The wind continued to tickle her skin gently as she allowed the gracious spring day to comfort her. For a moment, just a moment, she allowed herself to live in the silence her words had caused.
"Never again will you see the ocean," she finished, so silently, it could've been imagined.
"Vanora Speaks."
The Naga speaking.
“No,” she responded, her words echoed around her. It was command enough.
Slowly, Vanora lowered herself to the soft grass that caressed her limbs. This, this was her prison, her own mind. There was no escape for her, she was trapped within a cell with a creature so dark, the world should fear it.
"They will never know you," Vanora whispered, a vow to the world. Never would she allow this creature to be released upon it, no matter what she must do to maintain its captivity.
The sun was pleasant upon her chocolate hide as she curled up in the grass and wished away the pain in her head. The wind continued to tickle her skin gently as she allowed the gracious spring day to comfort her. For a moment, just a moment, she allowed herself to live in the silence her words had caused.
"Never again will you see the ocean," she finished, so silently, it could've been imagined.
"Vanora Speaks."
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