so i'll find
“what lies beneath”
@TEAMFOURSTAR
i wonder who the
victim of my sandwich
stealing is...
There was a frost on the whining fold of wind, particles of moisture clouding the large expanse of the mountainous region as the settlement of crowded trees and thickly layered leaves seemingly trembled to the presence that wandered about. The floor of the earth felt hollow, every fallen step made known as the critters of the woods peered cautiously from a distance, though, curiosity glinted scarcely within their eyes. Creeping through shrubs and along the side-by-side oaks, they ensued the figure with a further and rather, unknown interest.
When it was often "turn-tail-and-run", the semblance that fixed itself to her, was not like the other passing travellers. It was inviting and gentle and rather exciting. The odd girl walked with a certain skip to her step, leaping over logs and shambling past the thicket of trees like she knew this place at heart. For a moment, the critters that used this aged land as shelter, thought the apparent human respired with the breath of the forest — almost as if they were one. But, as much as their eagerness to know urged them onward, a sort of alien-like rumbling transpired nearby, the current of wind startling the nearest trees as the leafy greens fluttered out wildly.
All the living that had followed, rebounded swiftly into the copse of their homes, booted feet faltering in their skip as the figure urgently ceased her movement — listening to the sounds of wood and metal creaking in the distance, as if it had carried itself along the wind. As the wisp of a breeze passed on, lulling the forest into its once reticent state, the figure found she was now much more engrossed with what had resounded through the valley of mountains, than with visiting the township of Phoenix. Rotating to the left, she headed through the uncharted grove, using memory, and the slight scent of ore to aid as her compass within the maze-like region. After all, the forest could be quite deceiving, no matter how beautiful it was.
The path gradually opened up, little by little, and the broad oaks separated into the light of a large lake. Though, that wasn't the only thing that settled down below — whilst standing on the edge of a steep hillside there was a ship visible on the other end of the spring. Or more accurately — an airship. The captivating pinkish-hues lit up in a flurry of excitement, and she took a step forward, the ground beneath her collapsing at contact. Immediately the figure veered down the hillside, endeavouring to retain her balance as she met the ground below and nearly with her own face — a nervous laugh parting from the lips.
Despite the sudden race of a heartbeat, recognition fixed itself on the ship, approaching it casually before she cupped her hands around her mouth and called out, "Hello! Is anybody home!" no answer came. There was slight worry that laced itself within her curiosity, and she wondered if perhaps the owner of this amazing freight might've been hurt. Glancing over to the side, a ladder captured her regard to the situation, slender hands extending towards the built in climb as she started to work herself up the lofty outer wall of the ship.
It didn't take much time to grind the daunting entryway, as the figure was already stepping onto the floor of the structure, taking a look at the well-built area. She was always so fascinated that humans managed to build things like this, even houses. Their intelligence and imagination was something that she had always admired. Though, that admiration quickly subsided as her line of sight crossed paths with a rather delicious sandwich a few feet over to the side. She felt her mouth grow watery, and it was at this time that she had forgotten how hungry she had been before curiosity possessed her. Nearing the remedy to this almost painful hunger, she picked up the sandwich without a single thought in might to whose it might be — and began to eat away heartily.
When it was often "turn-tail-and-run", the semblance that fixed itself to her, was not like the other passing travellers. It was inviting and gentle and rather exciting. The odd girl walked with a certain skip to her step, leaping over logs and shambling past the thicket of trees like she knew this place at heart. For a moment, the critters that used this aged land as shelter, thought the apparent human respired with the breath of the forest — almost as if they were one. But, as much as their eagerness to know urged them onward, a sort of alien-like rumbling transpired nearby, the current of wind startling the nearest trees as the leafy greens fluttered out wildly.
All the living that had followed, rebounded swiftly into the copse of their homes, booted feet faltering in their skip as the figure urgently ceased her movement — listening to the sounds of wood and metal creaking in the distance, as if it had carried itself along the wind. As the wisp of a breeze passed on, lulling the forest into its once reticent state, the figure found she was now much more engrossed with what had resounded through the valley of mountains, than with visiting the township of Phoenix. Rotating to the left, she headed through the uncharted grove, using memory, and the slight scent of ore to aid as her compass within the maze-like region. After all, the forest could be quite deceiving, no matter how beautiful it was.
The path gradually opened up, little by little, and the broad oaks separated into the light of a large lake. Though, that wasn't the only thing that settled down below — whilst standing on the edge of a steep hillside there was a ship visible on the other end of the spring. Or more accurately — an airship. The captivating pinkish-hues lit up in a flurry of excitement, and she took a step forward, the ground beneath her collapsing at contact. Immediately the figure veered down the hillside, endeavouring to retain her balance as she met the ground below and nearly with her own face — a nervous laugh parting from the lips.
Despite the sudden race of a heartbeat, recognition fixed itself on the ship, approaching it casually before she cupped her hands around her mouth and called out, "Hello! Is anybody home!" no answer came. There was slight worry that laced itself within her curiosity, and she wondered if perhaps the owner of this amazing freight might've been hurt. Glancing over to the side, a ladder captured her regard to the situation, slender hands extending towards the built in climb as she started to work herself up the lofty outer wall of the ship.
It didn't take much time to grind the daunting entryway, as the figure was already stepping onto the floor of the structure, taking a look at the well-built area. She was always so fascinated that humans managed to build things like this, even houses. Their intelligence and imagination was something that she had always admired. Though, that admiration quickly subsided as her line of sight crossed paths with a rather delicious sandwich a few feet over to the side. She felt her mouth grow watery, and it was at this time that she had forgotten how hungry she had been before curiosity possessed her. Nearing the remedy to this almost painful hunger, she picked up the sandwich without a single thought in might to whose it might be — and began to eat away heartily.
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