Sapphire wasn't suspecting such a horrible feeling of dread once she'd arrived at the edge of the blightlands. Standing on the north-east coast, the girl looked out to sea, wondering what lay waiting for her in the tundra. Her gut told her to turn around. Seeing the caps of ice off in the distance, Sapphire could sense nothing but ill fate waiting in Eretjva.
The young girl felt she hadn't much choice in the matter. This sense of dread was the main reason she'd decided on the tundra in the first place. No one would follow her there, and it would be easy to avoid contact with people. She wouldn't be able to hurt anyone, and there wouldn't be as many people who could hurt her. Clenching her fists, Sapphire took a deep breath, and suppressed the dread best she could.
She sat on a raised bank of earth that had a good view of the shoreline. There were a few boats moored by the sea, some sailors and fishermen preparing to head out for the day. She'd gain safe passage with one of them, probably. She wasn't in any rush. The girl figured she could enjoy her last day on the mainland before she set off into what looked like frozen hell.
The young girl felt she hadn't much choice in the matter. This sense of dread was the main reason she'd decided on the tundra in the first place. No one would follow her there, and it would be easy to avoid contact with people. She wouldn't be able to hurt anyone, and there wouldn't be as many people who could hurt her. Clenching her fists, Sapphire took a deep breath, and suppressed the dread best she could.
She sat on a raised bank of earth that had a good view of the shoreline. There were a few boats moored by the sea, some sailors and fishermen preparing to head out for the day. She'd gain safe passage with one of them, probably. She wasn't in any rush. The girl figured she could enjoy her last day on the mainland before she set off into what looked like frozen hell.