02-13-2025, 10:23 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-19-2025, 12:02 PM by Rhaenya. Edited 2 times in total.)
This place—it was cold, dreary. But nothing new. Her Khalasar had once inhabited a place like this. They knew how to keep warm. Yet here, she had no such ways.
Following her interaction with the man, Dragomir, she spent her day wandering. Learning. Deciding. This place may become home, but not until she decided.
When dusk approached, she searched for a place to bed. A crevice in the mountainside was the only place to stick out. But it would do. It was large enough for her alone. Maybe another, if they were careful. With ease, she settled inside, resting her cheek comfortably on her feet.
In her dreams, she would hope the Great Stallion would be with her. As he always was. But she did not sleep yet. Waiting. Praying in silence.
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