Ruieze Fields

Open fields and soft grass...
Ruieze stretches far in the midlands of Moladion, laced with streams that feed into Diveen and out of Asteraia at times. The fields are vast, filled with wildflowers and tall, soft grass; trees are sparse, as are rocks, but one can find small shrubs to hide amongst, and the grass itself. To the south of the fields, a Ruieze River widens, and the ground becomes sandy. There is a small, grassy island that can be reached from the banks, with water-birds often congregating on the island rather than the riverbanks.

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The ghost had been neither here nor there. It was something that she couldn't really help, something that she couldn't really keep track of. The ghost couldn't really keep a handle on her emotions. There was something about the feeling in Salem's bones that wasn't really... right. Something off and strange and weird, and she was entirely used to that. Salem gad never really feels right though. That's something that she can't help, can't keep track of, can't... process. That was always her issue, the processing. Tail was stiff, tail was entirey stuff, as were her muscles. She'd been somewhere floating on the edges of consciousness, Glorall and Spirane, something strange and wonderful. Salem couldn't really track how she felt.

Moving swiftly toward the fresh kill, she couldn't really resist it. Not like she was hungry, but like she craved something. Something else. Something like contact, something like the feeling she got when she was with Pan. She'd been through a few imprints and none of them ever wanted her. Maybe she wanted to be wanted, and maybe she was a stupid girl because of it. All Salem wanted was for something to go right in the long run. Was that so hard to ask? She didn't think so. In no way did she think so.

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