Meadow

She slips into the forest with her head hung low. Blue eyes glance behind her to find Warsaw talking to the young colt he brought home from the war. She didn't know anything about the colt, but jealously still bubbles in her gut. Her hope was that her father would follow her, be with her, never let her go until she was feeling better. Legs begin to carry her further away at a quickening pace. Dodging around the trees, she runs until she makes it out of the woods and towards the beach.

Claymore jumps into the sea and swims until she the rain begins to pelt her back. Droplets disguise her tears as she kicks with all her might towards the large island in the distance. The waves start to become more intense, but she was so tired. The ocean pushes her body towards the island up ahead until she was thrust onto the shore. "Ow." Her head lifts off the sand that was caked into her coat. Legs works to get underneath her body, but she felt exhausted.

Finally, she stands and wobbles towards the grass where she collapses again. She lays there for a few minutes as she body aches from her travels. It was a crack of thunder that causes her to jump up again. Wide eyes take a look around the place shes landed. This was the place her mother had gone when she was only six months old. She claimed she was bored in the Inlet and this was a place to meet strangers.

Claymore remembers vivdly as her mother returned and then her sister left to explore the commons herself. It was time to see what all the fuss was about. She stumbles forward into the open meadow as rain continues to hit her body and wash the sand from her coat.