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Post by .: Saphira :. on Jan 1, 2012 21:22:27 GMT -5
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She didn't know where to go... Didn't know what to do. Her eyes held confusion and terror as they kicked her out of her sanctuary, snapping and biting her until at last, she turned to flee. Her muscles, weak from disuse could barely support her weight as she half staggered, half ran from the dwelling those in the land called the "Arena". Soul stared at the wooden oak door looming high above her, body trembling, blood still oozing from the wounds she had gotten from her last fight - the one she had apparently 'won'.
But won what? Weren’t all these fights just punishments for their wrongdoings? That was what they had told her - that was what they had said! And they were always right, weren't they? The Judges, she meant. Those that had taken her in after she failed to defend her family from the surprise attack they had pulled. They gave her a home, gave her a reason to live, dealt out the punishment fairly. Today, they said, after they said she had won the fight. Today, she had atoned for her sins and her debt had been repaid in full. She was free to go. And go she had to, for they kicked her out of her home.
It wasn't ideal, the home. There was no freedom - but what was that word? She knew it, in the dusty memories from long ago. Freedom... Where one never had to answer to another... Or was what she had freedom? Everything else, the life she had led in the past, was it just a dream? Or was it real?
Something trickled down her leg, itching in the process, and absentmindedly, Soul looked at her shoulder, the flesh hanging off, ripped and torn into an unrecognisable shape. It would leave a scar, of course. But that didn't matter. It was part of her punishment. She deserved it.
She stood there, blinking in stupefied confusion as she stared blankly at the door, waiting for it to be opened; waiting to be told it was all a joke. But hours flew past, night came and went, and still, none appeared. At last, hunger and exhaustion drove her from the spot. Soul tottered away, her strides no longer graceful and fluid, but jerky and pain-filled. Each step was a torture, every breath seared her lungs, but still, she pressed on.
As she traveled to some unknown destination, she thought of nothing and everything. Her crimson pools were blank and expressionless, only sparking to life at some of the ‘new’ things, those that she had forgotten and had been wiped away from her memories. With an almost foal-like innocent curiosity, Soul approached them, shying away as her eyes filled with wonder and amazement. Now and then, a hoarse giggle broke out of her throat, before she stopped in pain.
Her stomach growled, and she was confused. Food. Water. She needed both. But there was none to be seen. No one approached her with the basic necessities. Soul looked around, uncertain. The land she had stopped in was a lush green, with the murmuring of rivers and suddenly, the loud, harsh voices of horses arguing among themselves.
Soul walked on, shoulders slumped now, for she had not slept in a day. No one had told her to. She didn’t know she had to. In a fog of tiredness, she emerged into an enormous bay, the whistling wind and overcast sky reflecting her mood.
She stopped them, breath catching in her throat as her muscles instinctively tightened, as she stared out across the sea in awe. She'd never seen anything quite like it! It was so... so... big! She felt her tiredness drain away, as she hesitantly made her way down to the ocean, lipping at the water, longing to quench her dry throat.
She started backward with a dismayed snort, gagging from the taste. It was salty! She glared uselessly at the innocently lapping waves, sighing as she began to push the overcast clouds away, bringing bright sunlight upon the land once more.
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Post by tay <3 on Feb 5, 2012 16:03:34 GMT -5
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