(For Jaidah)

She is more cautious than ever as she creeps further down the river's southern end. Tales of demons were murmured from distant tongues at one point upon the girl's initial arrival and though she did not heed such warnings then, she surely did now.

Fallacy was well aware of what danger she was inching upon and yet it did little to stir anything more than a watchful eye and attentive ears. The babbling of the slow moving water seemed to bring about an air of peace within her quiet soul despite her proximity to what was known in Moladion as a land of hell.

But the starry-eyed girl did not believe in heaven nor hell and thus feared no monsters of which many claimed to have come from them; that did not mean the beasts were any less crazy. And so she took care to where she stepped and who was in her immediately vicinity at all moments as she enjoyed her first visit to the waterside.

Very few could speak the truth of knowing the raw beauty of the earth around them. To see the once green world slowly die to become nothing but skeletons of their past lives often led others to cast the colds months away and to simply survive through them until spring reared its head again. But Fal was gifted with the ability to view the beauty in every setting and cherished what the Great Spirits had given her no matter the season. Even in the bustle of winter's looming arrival she sees a hidden allure and it is this subtle thing that draws her from her attentive state and into another realm entirely.

She is enraptured by the soft trickling of the river and sinks ever further into a state of true relaxation. This, she concluded has to be her favorite spot from now until eternity. Beneath these barren trees in a small alcove at the river. Her secret space of sweet serenity.

goddess to none / no progeny / frozen hearted