Etaine woke the night had fallen over the swamp again, she must have passed out from exchaustiin cause she could not remember laying down.
She shivered with cold and came slowly to her feet. Her body screaming at
her to stop, she was not use to running like this.
She needed to find somewhere to post the letter to Nomine and what of the other, should she send that as well? She was not sure. Would he even come? She had not been a good friend... All caught up in Jas... She sighs painfully as she thinks of him.
She needed to forget, needed time to lichen the memories away, his icy blue eyes when he winked at her, his strong arms as he held her tight like he never wanted to let go... And his kisses so affectionatly or passionate
Would she ever be strong enough to face him again... Face them... Together...
The thought almost made her stomach turn had it not been empty already, not from repulstion but shere distress.
Her screams go unheard in the night as she reaches for someone no longer there Beaten and broken by the storm in her heart. The rain start to fall but she does not notice only remember the night outside darnassus, the temperature around her drop, she finally found her way to channel the cold.
She starts to run like ceased, the fluid from the blisters and her bloodied feet making it hard to not trip and fall... More cuts from thorns as she tries to keep running, the air in her lunges burn like fire... The land around her starts to change swamp gives way to rock, the damp air becomes hot... Then she sees the keep. The guards there look at her with disgust but let's her pass. She stumbles to the mailbox pulling her backpack of and finding the two letters. She looks unsure and only posts the one and the other comes back in her pack.
She cannot ask for help yet... She goes outside the keep again and moves of on staggering feet, she feels the guards talk bahind her about ceased people from the swap... Then she runs again...
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