erreselith
night is not forever
It was getting colder and colder, winter had been thoroughly making it’s way through the land and for the first time in a while, it felt like hope.
It hadn’t been long since Erreselith had arrived in these lands with the thought of settling down for a bit. Deep inside she still did feel a little bit guilty she was putting the search for her brother on hold but one could stand being alone for so long until they went mad. At least, that is what she kept telling herself.
Making her way through the now snowy landscape, the young mare found herself silently longing for companionship. Living with nomads for years made her a great traveler, but loneliness had a way of slithering into someone's mind in ways they might have not expected. For Ersy it outed itself in a sense of weariness and almost disinterest in how the world around her looked. She had always loved nature, but even now as she slowly made her way through the lands it looked almost… bland. Erreselith hated this feeling, nature had always been the thing that kept the peace within her and seeing this fade certainly wasn’t right.
Halting suddenly, her dark green manes moving along with the sudden motion, she pushed those thoughts back into her head. She had to focus if she were to actually survive. Maybe she would find someone that could tell her about this land and what she would encounter here.
It hadn’t been long since Erreselith had arrived in these lands with the thought of settling down for a bit. Deep inside she still did feel a little bit guilty she was putting the search for her brother on hold but one could stand being alone for so long until they went mad. At least, that is what she kept telling herself.
Making her way through the now snowy landscape, the young mare found herself silently longing for companionship. Living with nomads for years made her a great traveler, but loneliness had a way of slithering into someone's mind in ways they might have not expected. For Ersy it outed itself in a sense of weariness and almost disinterest in how the world around her looked. She had always loved nature, but even now as she slowly made her way through the lands it looked almost… bland. Erreselith hated this feeling, nature had always been the thing that kept the peace within her and seeing this fade certainly wasn’t right.
Halting suddenly, her dark green manes moving along with the sudden motion, she pushed those thoughts back into her head. She had to focus if she were to actually survive. Maybe she would find someone that could tell her about this land and what she would encounter here.
ooc: [insert silent screech] shes a r r i v e d
