[SWP] ACT II: a pilgrimage made strange

[Theodosia]

let our eyes show the 
fire in our hearts tonight

She lands at the end of the bridge with eyes narrowed and her tail lashing from side to side, in the earliest light of the day when Ard has finally worn himself out to fall into a restful sleep. She has heard the whispers on everyone’s tongues, about the strange lava-rock bridge that stretched out into nowhere -- and indeed, even with her flight it had taken her plenty of time to traverse the air above, until it had been too difficult to fly and she had been forced to land instead.

lub-DUB, lub-DUB, lub-DUb.

Her heart beating in her ears, or perhaps it was the red berries that grew from a wall that denoted the end of the world -- she couldn’t be sure, anymore.

She turns away from the wall of death, and begins the long flight home to check on Ard, and to scour the marketplaces one more time in the foolish hope of finding Erd.

credits

gotta get that exp