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Rin had a feeling her trials would be soon and she could feel her nerves beginning to grow. She wouldn't know when the trial would be, not until until the Knight Captain of the Dusk came to retrieve her. But Rin had made her choice. While there had been more recognition of the help that she'd given when she'd worked with the Dawn, she felt like she'd truly made a difference when it came to working among the Dusk. It was likely that no one would ever hear of what she did to save the people of the Spire, but she didn't need the recognition. Knowing that through her actions, she'd saved any number of people from a horrible end was more than enough for her. She didn't need to be front and center to make a difference and that fit where she wanted to be.
The cool evening breeze rustled the grasses as she moved toward the old well. Now seemed the best time to go make a wish for the success of her trials. She knew some of the older knights frowned on such a tradition, but at the moment Rin felt that any thing that could help she'd take. The trials were secretive so no one except those that had taken them really knew what happened and the most anyone would ever say is that each member's trial was different.
The stones of the well began to rise up as she neared her destination, the rope that held the old bucket swaying in the wind. Rin had drank from the water more than a few times and she knew that it was crystal clear and held a sweet taste. Sharp in it's purity. Likely there was a source of freshwater deep under the ground that fed the well.
The squire placed her candle on the edge of the well, the light reflecting faintly off the stones. She leaned over the edge to look down into the darkness. She didn't expect to see very far. Rin held out her right hand, fist closed around a coin. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. "May the fates be in my favor for the trials." She whispered softly into the night before opening her eyes and then her hand. The gold of the coin flashed in the light of the candle almost hanging in midair for an instance before it began to fall. It was quickly out of sight. She strained to listen for a faint splash at the bottom of the well though she didn't hear it.
Turning around, she pulled herself up to sit on the stones and looked up at the sky above feeling slightly less anxious now that her wish was said. The evening was so nice that she didn't want to go back to the dormitories yet. She was sitting in silence, when something started to echo softly behind her. She turned to look, feeling the hair on her arms standing up and a chill running down her back. The sound was coming from inside the well.
The cool evening breeze rustled the grasses as she moved toward the old well. Now seemed the best time to go make a wish for the success of her trials. She knew some of the older knights frowned on such a tradition, but at the moment Rin felt that any thing that could help she'd take. The trials were secretive so no one except those that had taken them really knew what happened and the most anyone would ever say is that each member's trial was different.
The stones of the well began to rise up as she neared her destination, the rope that held the old bucket swaying in the wind. Rin had drank from the water more than a few times and she knew that it was crystal clear and held a sweet taste. Sharp in it's purity. Likely there was a source of freshwater deep under the ground that fed the well.
The squire placed her candle on the edge of the well, the light reflecting faintly off the stones. She leaned over the edge to look down into the darkness. She didn't expect to see very far. Rin held out her right hand, fist closed around a coin. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. "May the fates be in my favor for the trials." She whispered softly into the night before opening her eyes and then her hand. The gold of the coin flashed in the light of the candle almost hanging in midair for an instance before it began to fall. It was quickly out of sight. She strained to listen for a faint splash at the bottom of the well though she didn't hear it.
Turning around, she pulled herself up to sit on the stones and looked up at the sky above feeling slightly less anxious now that her wish was said. The evening was so nice that she didn't want to go back to the dormitories yet. She was sitting in silence, when something started to echo softly behind her. She turned to look, feeling the hair on her arms standing up and a chill running down her back. The sound was coming from inside the well.