1.03.2008

"Where are you from...?"

From? Well, that was a stupid question to ask for the first place. Miraye had no account of where she might have thrived when she was living with Seryale. It was very secluded and it had nice flowers in the Spring and that was all she really knew. Her past memories were extremely blurry to her at the moment, and she looked at Stelon with much vain.

"I have no real home, no real land I have traveled from," Miraye told her, "..and if you wish to know about my past life, you can't know it or else I shall kill you." Stelon sat silent, her eyes wide. Miraye was serious when she said this, and it probably only made the girl even more curious. The elf, on the other hand looked like she really didn't care at all. Miraye finished up her lotion on the rest of her scabs, and hastened back her shirt and collar again.

"Did I scare you?"
"No, no, not at all," Stelon answered quickly, "I just wanted to ask where you have been traveling before you met up with Imera."
"Imera?"

Stelon pointed at the elf who merely grunted. Miraye blinked and then looked back at Stelon. "Where've I been, you say?" she asked, "Are you sure you want to know?"
Stelon nodded slightly, and added, "But don't kill me."
Miraye snorted then looked up at the afternoon sky. "I don't know if I should really tell you at all," she said in a monotone manner. The wind blew and the grass waved like a green wave among the hills. A robin flew across the sky, twittering and flapping its small wings. Miraye clasped her eyes and closed her them, tightly. She could feel the uneasy glances from Imera and Stelon. Everything was getting loud, the flapping of the robin's wings were heard more clearly. Noise. She hated all this noise.

"Hey, are you all right?" Stelon’s voice echoed shrilly.

Something was definitely going wrong. The noises grew louder and louder, Miraye's head throbbed and pulsed. A sudden gust of ice cold wind flew by, and everything went silent. Silence. Miraye opened her eyes and let go of her ears. She looked up at the sky and understood the point of all this, as the sound rushed back in a normal state.

"Tic."

"Tic?" Stelon and Imera asked.
"Something just happened to Tic, right now."
And indeed, something did happen to Tic. Something she was unsure of, but she felt a grasp of what happened.

A kiss?
Larkin.

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