10-25-2021, 01:13 AM
"How pretty.." Late into the night and urge to roam came to be. Slowly did Miriam start to part away from the group more and more, not for the sake of leaving them so, but the urge to foster for more knowledge, to see more beauty — started to fester. Though the plains were pretty, she could help but feel trapped in the openess, where little was to be gained. Maybe she would return another day to properly explore, as her time there was spent figuring out, where she was within their small group, of wayfarers.
Though the mountains differed, they held so much to see that it seemed endless. She thought maybe, just maybe the Goddess purposely lead her here to see such a beauty. To the ground she held along the seguoia's, large and proud that they were, it was almost too tall to see what was above.. Though what presented to the maiden was but moonlight dancing, and she stood, watching in it's glory.
Though the mountains differed, they held so much to see that it seemed endless. She thought maybe, just maybe the Goddess purposely lead her here to see such a beauty. To the ground she held along the seguoia's, large and proud that they were, it was almost too tall to see what was above.. Though what presented to the maiden was but moonlight dancing, and she stood, watching in it's glory.
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