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A Blooming Wisteria


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Cin sat within a keep, her legs kicked up onto a table. At this moment, the girl wondered if she was allowed to be doing that. In the end though, she didn’t seem to care what a rule might have said. She heard a rustle from outside, quickly ceasing her slouching position for one more upright. More rustling was to be heard, and she got up entirely.

 

The Epiphyte made her way outside the keep, circling around the building to be sure it was safe- to be sure it was not being ambushed. Yet, who would be ambushing? Were they not peaceful with all that would think of where they- the Rustlers, were? Cin continued to circle the keep a few more times, and nearing the end of her fourth circle, something within the jungle caught her gaze. Some lights! Small floating yellow ones it seemed. Her eyes widened, and she began to run after them.

 

She was not quite sure what the little lights were, but she knew she had to chase after them to see what they were. Cin ran and ran, jumping over the various items within the wooded area. Over fallen trees and peeking roots, and over flooded marshes and small pools. The various terrain made it difficult, but she continued to run on. She spotted ruins of stone and moss, half tempted to go and climb up them. Her eyes darted back to the objects in question though- the lights.

 

Cin did not know what the lights were, but was positively determined to get them. She has no idea quite where she was, finally looking around to see what she saw, in detail. Tall trees blocked out most of the light, and a large, oddly pretty pool of water she stood near. The lights had stopped near it, and as she moved closer they didn’t begin to run off as they had before. The closer she got, the more her curiosity grew.

 

And then she was surrounded by the lights, and as the girl inspected the little things, they were in fact fireflies. A smile crossed her face and she bounced up and down, following the fireflies as they slowly moved. She arrived at a rock that sat right by a large tree, and she had her hand trail against the bark as she walked. The glint of metal crossed her eye, and she found a dagger left atop the rock. She grabbed it, claiming it as her own. She took a seat on the rock, finding the view to be nice. Cin inspected the dagger, not sure what it was really meant for.

 

And little Cin sat, wondering about many different things someone of her sort would think about. Her feet kicked back and forth, bouncing off the rock. The fireflies flew around her, as a hum escaped her.

 

“This is nice..."


 

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