Unnamed

It wasn’t until later that you learned the truth. That the cruel twist of fate that had ripped you and your loved one from the surface of Sornieth and brought you to this… well… it couldn’t even really be called a place… but that whatever it was that brought you here, that it had been purposeful. You’d wandered, though you honestly weren’t sure if you’d ever moved anywhere at all.

It had been eternity.

It had been no time at all.

It had been far too long to bear either way.

And then you heard her. “I’m sorry young one. This was all I could do to protect you.” And suddenly everything shifted, everything changed. Despite everything staying exactly the same. You felt… safe.

“She seeks me. Considers me a threat to her dominion over this realm behind the curtain. But she is not infallible; she was mortal once, unlike I. You bear my visage, and she would have destroyed you thinking you me. But I can hide you. You and your mate. None will know of you, but you will survive.”

You were grateful.

It wasn’t so bad here, thanks to her gifts. You and your mate were happy. And here, in the world that wasn’t, you knew things. You knew in your heart that your clan would never have thrived on Sornieth. You would have withered, starved, and died. Your clan forgotten just as readily as you already were.

Here at least, you lived. You were together.

You were content.
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No
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Something is wrong.

Something has slipped through the cracks.

You feel them already. So many eyes upon you. Too many looking.

No. Stop. Please.

Don’t look.

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