With each step, cracked feet seem to ache and moan at the feeling of what once was familiar earth beneath her. Lungs slowly take in the scents around her and the pain in her chest seems to only grow. Home. To think she had returned, knowing the life she had left was no longer there to take. Alone. It was not a fitting description for her, but it was one she had grown use to in the past years. After becoming separated from her mother and brother she had been left on her own. Lost in a world she knew nothing of and oh, what damage that can do to such an innocent mind that craved the love and affection of others. And that once always constant presence nestled near her soul? One day it seemed to shatter, the last hope she had so blindly clung to. It was a loss, one she had felt before at the death of her father, but this death was of a bond. The sever of a tie between two. It seemed that was all that was needed to spiral the once vibrant beauty into a devastating darkness. No family, no friends, lost and alone. Who knew life could be so cruel?

Pale green eyes, once vibrant and brimming in happiness now appear sullen and in pain. As if the act of blinking is torture. Her small stature now apparent even more so with her lack of will to eat, for beneath that once beautiful coat now almost dulled, the edges of bones stick out beneath the cover. A shell of what she once was, a poor imitation. One that she doubted would even be recognized by those she knew, if in fact they still lived within the vast beauty of the world around her. At the slight tint of pink snow beneath her aching feet and the cold bite of winter upon her tongue, she has gone far enough. Coming to rest near the riverside she once knew so well. So tired from her journey and mental strain she practically falls into the white powder, whimpering softly at the cold embrace that greets her within it's grasp. For a moment she rejoiced in this contact before reality once again brings her out of the comfort she craved.

Gently does her tongue lap at the sore pads of her feet, attempting to soothe them best she can. She is unsure just how far she has traveled but it has taken it's toll. The slight taste of iron proves this as she continues to clean them. Another sharp pain causes a whimper to escape, but this pain comes from deep within; one that shadows the physical strains of her body. One last lick as she pulls her head to lay along slender legs, ears fallen back and hanging sadly upon her head. Instinct demands her to sing, to call out to anyone but she is so tired and pained nothing more than a whimper escapes, even it is hushed. Blinking almost blindly against the snowy landscape of the riverside, she wonders if there is any hope. For is someone just so happen to stumble across her, would she feel that spark again? The one that kept her light burning so bright, made her into what she once was? Or if the child born upon the plains and her heart in the peaks had met her end?.. A soft sigh escapes as eyes close, blocking the beauty around her and submerging her in darkness. While the slow current of the river takes her mind elsewhere.

semele

SEVEN - OF NOWHERE - NO SOUL - NO HEART - IFRIT & EVERLYSE

SISTER OF; VLADIMIR, CAMILLA, PANZER, LAILAH, LIAH, AND EVERETT