Ni'Srilan: The Desert: in the heart of a storm; hypatia; any

"we dance amoung our shadows,
our enemies connected feet to feet."

Run child, run

And she ran, till her lungs gave in, her ribs pushing in and out. Her lightning flickering across her cool skin.

She cries.

She has been many places, places so foreign so unknown. But upon her return to legend she does not go back to the mountains, she cannot go back there. The oceans have shown her the hounds, and the mountains have shown her the plague. And so she cannot return, cannot go back. They hold nothing to her. “Formaldehyde.“ She says, her only friend, almost a father figure. But even then she cannot, will not go back there. Life has its trials‘.

And for now she is not willing to face them.

Even as her heart holds something so much brighter.

But her travels end here. At the Deserts, a life she longed to live in peace and quite.

But she does not return to the element as who she was when she left, a child, a scared child filled with fear. No, instead you see as she takes her first steps along the dunes, her water touching her skin, cooling it, you she a bright young mare. Filled with hopes and desires. With scarred and tattered flesh, but no longer does it wound her. Upon her absence she found the stability she needed. She find the strength within her keep her heart form leaping into the darkness.

And she comes to the Vipers, she goes to them because they are her last resort, they are what she needs, a new start, to continue on this path she has begun to build for herself.

Come to her Vipers, come to her.

Greet your newest member, a long lost child of the elements.

k a s p a r a
lightning III; water I; Kemush and Datura