Desert Trek - The Missing Weeks ( III )

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[181] Nymaya: Desert Trek - The Missing Weeks III
Wed Aug 12 18:31:10 2009
To: New_Thalos All ( RP )
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There was terrible agony for a long time. She might have screamed.
Perhaps she never stopped once it started but it wasn't a memory she was
intended to maintain.

Dreams rarely were.

She came awake slowly, as if from a great distance, drawing back the heavy
layers of gray that had overlain her sight. She never remembered the desert
fever, never knew who her benefactor was or how long she had been
unconscious. She simply understood that she was alive.

It was enough for now.

She was weak, exhausted, as she pushed herself up from a cot to discover
that she was in the back of a moving wagon. The jostling was enough to
prevent her from rising, even to glance out of the flaps but as she sat
there, her head bowed into her hands, she caught snippets of talk from
outside.

"..what was a Wali...so far from..city?"

"...caught in a storm, so..said."

"..miracle she survived.."

It took her some time but with an effort to push past the fog of exhaustion,
she began to remember. The storm that had trapped her in the abandoned
ruins, forced her out after weathering it for days. The mountains in the
distance...Linot's voice..a dream.

Cold suddenly, even in the exceedingly dry heat, she lay back down upon the
cot and covered herself with her white and gold trimmed cloak which had been
tucked around her previously.

She had a lot of questions, though her desire for the answers was yet
lacking.

"We're almost to the Jewel, lads."