6/3/2025, 5:05 PM
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She recognized the panic.
Slowly, in trickling grains of sand, he was processing his new reality - a reality he attempted to shirk in favor of the comfortable and false narrative that this was all a dream, a mere illusion cast from brain activity and nothing else.
Her ears cupped forward as he indicated he, too, had heard the voice. Then it was not just her, and it remained just as unknown to him as it had been to her.
She considered for a moment telling him the world was actively being torn asunder as she explained the purpose of the voice, but thought better of it - if she told him death lurked in any given corner, he might have a heart attack on the spot or run straight into the hands of whatever waged war on the inhabitants of Mythris.
It was more than that, of course - it was a found family, a close-knit unit that operated for the love of it all rather than the sole purpose of survival. Fable risked her own bodily harm to find answers not because she wanted to live through this time of uncertainty, but because she wanted everyone else to do so as well.
Alone and unfamiliar with Mythris could be a deadly combination.
Slowly, in trickling grains of sand, he was processing his new reality - a reality he attempted to shirk in favor of the comfortable and false narrative that this was all a dream, a mere illusion cast from brain activity and nothing else.
No, it doesn't,Fable agreed, her tone bearing the some maternal edge she used with her daughters when they made the unfortunate discovery that not all went according to plan.
I am Fable Goldencourte-it still felt strange that her surname was back to its original setting, but the recognition of that passed as quickly as the thought-
Matriarch o' th' Kingdom o' Avon t'th' west o' here.
Her ears cupped forward as he indicated he, too, had heard the voice. Then it was not just her, and it remained just as unknown to him as it had been to her.
She considered for a moment telling him the world was actively being torn asunder as she explained the purpose of the voice, but thought better of it - if she told him death lurked in any given corner, he might have a heart attack on the spot or run straight into the hands of whatever waged war on the inhabitants of Mythris.
It was not m'friend, no,Fable offered instead.
But we should listen t' it. I am searching for answers an' am on m'way t' Druid's Rise. If ye want, ye are welcome at Avon - there is no requirement t'stay, we are a refuge for th' lost an' injured.
It was more than that, of course - it was a found family, a close-knit unit that operated for the love of it all rather than the sole purpose of survival. Fable risked her own bodily harm to find answers not because she wanted to live through this time of uncertainty, but because she wanted everyone else to do so as well.
Ye don't have t'make a decision yet,she added.
But ye shouldn't be out here alone. Th' Rise isn't far from here, if ye wish t'travel with me.
Alone and unfamiliar with Mythris could be a deadly combination.
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