Post by Miren Lis on Jun 2, 2019 2:47:13 GMT
The sun was beginning to set, casting golden light across the vast fields of cranberries and rice that the City on a Hill, called Brakul in the fae tongue, overlooked. Miren Lis tossed his short black hair over one shoulder as he finished his apple, staring out at the glowing sunset. Brushing his hands off once the apple was nothing but a core, he hefted his bag onto his shoulder and stood from where he had been sitting on the cobblestone sidewalk. He stretched, then looked down both ends of the street.
Miren Lis sighed to himself as he thought about his house and how much he really didn't care to be there. It had been a long day, and he wasn't sure he wanted to explain what had happened to his mothers, as close and dear as they were to him. He knew they would be worried if he came home late; sometimes strange things happened at night, but that wasn't so unusual. Was it?
Sighing again and crossing his arms, Miren Lis started walking towards a side alley he knew well. Perhaps he would be in time to help feed the horses at the stables their evening meal. He walked along with his head down, deeply lost in thought, and when he looked up again, he realized that it was now growing very dark, and he did not know recognize this alleyway.
He looked around frantically, trying to get his bearings. "Oh this is a mess, Miren..." he mumbled to himself, scratching nervously behind his ear. "It's alright! I know lots of people in this city... I can ask someone for help!" He nodded to himself, trying to reassure himself more than the rats in the alley.
Valeria
Miren Lis sighed to himself as he thought about his house and how much he really didn't care to be there. It had been a long day, and he wasn't sure he wanted to explain what had happened to his mothers, as close and dear as they were to him. He knew they would be worried if he came home late; sometimes strange things happened at night, but that wasn't so unusual. Was it?
Sighing again and crossing his arms, Miren Lis started walking towards a side alley he knew well. Perhaps he would be in time to help feed the horses at the stables their evening meal. He walked along with his head down, deeply lost in thought, and when he looked up again, he realized that it was now growing very dark, and he did not know recognize this alleyway.
He looked around frantically, trying to get his bearings. "Oh this is a mess, Miren..." he mumbled to himself, scratching nervously behind his ear. "It's alright! I know lots of people in this city... I can ask someone for help!" He nodded to himself, trying to reassure himself more than the rats in the alley.
Valeria