IN A LAND OF GODS & MONSTERS

I WAS AN ANGEL

Time was a matter that she did not fully comprehend. She simply drifted through it just as a wraith might do. The emptiness of winter that stole what it would from this world now filled her insides - numb. She did not think, she did not feel, she was simply there. A presence barely to be recognized.

Why is it that so much had changed? In just recent years she remembers next to nothing. Hell, she has hardly even seen either of her parents since she was old enough to venture off on her own. But very little mattered to the half-breed any longer - what reason did she even have for existing?

The blood feud between angels and demons was nonsense and has seemed to have died down and Tobias no longer reared his ugly head in the direction of Diveen. At least he hasn't any time recently that she has heard of. With a heavy sigh she jogs from the cover of the barren trees and ascends the crags in silence. She was never meant to have to find the meaning of life, it was always instilled in every child and grandchild of the great Heyel. His blood always had a reason for being in Moladion and yet where was her's?

These thoughts picked at her brain as she continued to move forward until she leaped a boulder and came, unfortunately and awkwardly, face-to-face with another female. Her face tilted inward to her chest and her ears pinned back as she avoided headbutting the stranger and swiftly backpedaled to the side to remove herself from the woman's space. The thought of mustering an apology crossed her mind and yet she could do nothing more than to just stand and stare for the longest time.

"Uhhh, sorry." Speckled eyes averted downward from the female for a moment before looking back up, unsure of what to say next. It's been so long since she's confronted another individual what else should she do?

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for. aspen
age. three
history. reyja x zildjian
residence. wanderer
credit. x