Meanwhile: After putting some distance between themselves and the party that had attacked the gnomes they stopped catching their breath. They weren’t after them but Lira didn’t want to take any chance, just in case. They hadn’t expended much energy but saving up on their strength was vital for their long journey and survival. “Are you okay?” She looked at Allora. They were ways from ruins where they had seen the party of four. At the moment they were before the only building—though more than half buried in the sand, obviously a scrapper—inclined, which was crumbling. The others around were nothing but slabs laying in the sands. Lira could still see the dread on her face, that she hadn’t quite accepted what she witnessed making her rather a bit tensed. They hadn’t gone that far—albeit the distance—and she, Allora, had seen such a scene, the very same Lira had hoped to avoid her ever seeing. From the corner of her eyes she could see Lira tensed up. A moment after she replaced her

“Honestly, I was scared of what might have happen at first. Would it be the same as before…? Maybe a part of me had already given up and didn’t care what happened to me anymore. I felt like I had been stripped of my own will. But even if it wasn’t so, where else would I have gone to. It was my first time in the outside world, but considering the blurred large expanse I saw when walking I knew there was nowhere to run.” She said, staring intently to the knife in her hands—obviously hiding those ‘irrelevant’ occurrence. The flames danced before Lauralyn, the glow accentuating her beauty as she solemnly spoke. Allora still resting her head on Lira’s shoulder also had a solemn look. She couldn’t help it. Instead of knowing more (little, as a general knowledge since she didn’t say anything much upon her arrival at the ruin) about her friend the little she had heard made she couldn’t help but wonder: what happened to her before that? When the morning came Lauralyn squatted in front of a y

A couple days later… High up at peak the sun shone brightly. In the distance the floor shone a silver color, rippling like the ocean from centuries before, a mirage. The day before, the sun had baked the desert floor with an intense heat draining out the water which was soaked into the sand. “So do you remember where you came from?” Glancing her way she got no reply from Lira who shook her head—obviously hiding it. “I don’t know exactly where you came from, the situation around your upbringing, as you might have seen, the world out here isn’t favorable. We, all races, may not have been able to survive this long, but if the little rain and land that could bear. But it’s just a matter of time before we are plunged into extinction but before that they will all fight for the little that is left. And—” “Stragglers in bound. Ready yourselves.” Warwick, from the front suddenly took to a stance halting everyone. Not far away a trio of monsters drew in. On reflex everybody readied the

When she returned to the camp she found Lira crouched to a block sitting beside a sleeping Geb, quiet as usual, though she looked a bit shaken up. “What happened? She came in looking rather panicked.” Reid came closer and Warwick a few steps away and well with earshot. “You guessed right…” “Did you?” “No. I didn’t. He’s ‘calming’ himself.” She said holding back a laugh. “The kid didn’t need my help. She had everything under control and broke free, delivering a good kick to his wood. Bet he didn’t see that coming. Bastard froze before realizing what happened. Funny as hell.” She laughed a little “She would be terrifying in the future that is…” The change wasn’t subtle as her voice went soft, clearly implying on their current circumstance. “That good… but I doubt that would stop him.” “I did give him a warning…” “Would that be enough to stop him?” “I have my doubts.” Warwick commented. “Should he try that again I plan on doing what I said.” Lauralyn replied resolutely. That ver

Not too long ago the last of the orange glow from the setting sun dissipated shrouding the canyon in darkness. The stars were out and moon hung high up in the cold night sky. It’s silvery glow highlighting the rocky terrain and illuminating all that loitered its calm surface. As much as I like the fact of filling my belly I hate it when I have monsters for sustenance. The work done just to eat is time consuming. I’d like to devour them from where they fell but that would be messy(?). It feels idealistic to think this but I’d like to retain that part of my ‘humanity’ if I can—that is if sitting with a freshly hunted monster’s flesh in my hand eating it raw and relishing in that nectar-like scent of blood count as anything human—instead of acting like the monster I am. Grabbing the tail of one of the monsters that had every part of it intact I drag it behind me heading for the cliffside. Thud! I give a tug dropping the corpse. Grabbing one of it’s hind legs I grab my blade severing th