It had been several weeks since she had left her home for the waters. Fenella had stayed with her mother as the world changed around them quickly more than a couple of times, having watched her friends and family leave or be frozen time as stone statues while the world changed around them. The time had come for her to do the same. It felt right.
Fenella’s adventures had taken her to the water. She left her mother and the pack via the sea and had rarely touched land since then. Her intention was to find the homeland of her father that she had only heard in stories. His illusions of light and words offered her what she had originally hoped would be enough to go off of. Unfortunately, she didn’t realize just how much of the deep waters looked the same.
Whenever she found a small island to rest at, she would and found herself often gazing at the stars above. She could find her way home that way, she knew she could. But as the days went on, things began to change. While the ocean life tended to remain much of the same, the stars started to shift the further from home she went. They changed in ways she hadn’t even noticed at first until it was much too late. She didn’t know where she was.
By the time Fenella reached land again, it was mid-morning, not having known just how close to land she had been that night before. She exited the water as the tide lowered and laid down at the water’s edge. Fenella sighed at the sun’s warmth and rested, her body fit and toned, but clearly tired from her journey. She would explore this land in time. After all, if the stars were now foreign to her, she needed to regain her bearings before continuing her search.
Walk "Speak" Magic
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