Desert Trek - III

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[152] Nymaya: Desert Trek - III
Sat Aug 8 01:34:00 2009
To: New_Thalos All ( RP )
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Time lost any meaning to her; the seconds, minutes and hours blending
into each other until they were indistinguishable.

She was no longer fleeing the storm that raged unchecked throughout too vast
a stretch of desert. She was running from things she had never been able to
escape. It didn't matter that she had silently vowed to change this about
herself, to face these things that caused her such torment. This wasn't the
way she wanted to meet her unspoken pain.

...They are not indefinite. Even the best of shelters become worn by the
storms...

The whispered words couldn't be ignored, though by all rights the enraged
howl of the wind should have rendered them beyond hearing. She was weaving
and stumbling dangerously now, her eyes sightless. She never noticed the
flattening of the land, nor the hardening of the ground beneath her feet.
She simply moved because to stop was to die and she had not yet found an
answer that would allow her to give up so easily.

To lie down in the desert and die when she still had the ability to live was
just as ignominious as it would have been to walk meekly to the Shalonosts to
give up her life, even though it had been forfeited by others with little
attempt to discover the truth or lie of her innocence. Liluye had been
right about her...

...Watch for those things which bring you peace, and return to them when
needed...

But what was it that would bring her peace? What was she supposed to watch
for? She realized she had asked the question aloud even as her knees struck
a hard surface. The immediate pain brought her back briefly, made her
realize that she had been foolishly talking with the deceased; the only
elven woman who put the true lie to Nymaya's existence.

...But you do need rest, even if sleep is but a temporary escape...

She couldn't afford even a temporary escape right now and sleep had
certainly never been it anyway. Some primal need drew her painstakingly up
from the ground, to stumble forward a bit farther, but it was with a
suddenness that caught her completely off guard that blackness stole through
her consciousness and she fell back to the ground - unaware of the mountains
or the shadow that loomed over her.

...Rest, Songkeeper...

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