She who holds within...

[candlite 77]

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Wendy made her way outside of the city walls and into the forest of Linandria through sunset. She took a seat, crossing her legs over with each other as she sat. The river quickly flowed along as she sat besides it. She took a inhale of air before setting her staff on top of her knees, closing her eyes slowly as she did so.

 

“And so it was two. Two wars. Same enemy. Different time.” She began to imagine the thought of herself in the battlefield that she had recently fought in, standing with her grasp on the hilt of her blade, slashing through the skin of an Uruk and blood spurting onto her face. She shuddered as the vision came through her mind, heartbeat increasing, breath becoming more heavier. “Ngh… I can’t let this consume me...I can’t…” She quickly flickered her eyes open as the consternation began to run through, crawling quickly to the river and looking to her reflection. Everything felt so real.

 

Wendy’s eyes were filled with panic as she began to notice the water ripple as the face on her reflection began to furrow its brows, closing its eyes before slowly rising above the water. Her reflection seemed to have a type of mass, she watched as it rose, looking to her with calm eyes. Though Wendy had shown much more fear in her eyes, she sat up, sitting atop her knees and widening her eyes to the reflection in front of her.

 

The reflection stood, her eyes blinked, seemingly calmer than Wendy’s terrified and confused state. The reflection had took a step onto the ground before presenting herself infront of Wendy and placing a hand onto her shoulder. Wendy shook a bit before feeling a motion of tranquility. The reflection smiled lightly before speaking to her in a soft-pitched tone.

 

“With every war, comes a sacrifice. Your sanity isn’t one.” The reflection stood upright, extending her palms out to the sides before emitting two bright glowing palms of blue light. “Wendy. You’re the Melody Druid. You’re a teacher. A significant other. You are Wendy Crimsonveil.” Wendy seemed less distraught as a smile slowly formed onto her face.

The reflection closed her eyes, lifting her own head upwards as she began to dissapate into smaller, light blue particles. Each with a sparkle until glimmering back into Wendy as a whole entity. Wendy stood tall as she herself felt much more at peace with herself and less terrified. She then took in a breath before exhaling a soothing tune from her voice “Melody.” She spoke to the forest about her before she herself had woken from a meditation. “I am strong, they are my strength, my will. And I am, the Melody Druid.” Wendy stood, taking her staff and tapping it onto the ground as she made her way back into the city.

 

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[Slothtastic 761]

A sad Orc looks at his used to be home, wondering where he and his family will live now due to the humans and elves, he sits on the grass, holding his two babies and wondering where too next. ((HAHAHHAAHAH DO YOU FEEL GUILTY NOW?! YOU SHOULD))