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a little purity | larissa, day one
Jun 18, 2023 13:22:17 GMT -5
Post by umber vivuus 12b 🥀 [dars] on Jun 18, 2023 13:22:17 GMT -5
L A R I S S A ;
As they wandered aimlessly around in the forest, Larissa slowly began to see signs of what Perry mentioned earlier: rot, decay. The plush grass dried to straw and crumbled away to barren dust and cracked stone. More and more often, she found trees that'd been engulfed by slimy orange moss, with seedy yellow eyes peering out of their hollowed trunks. She heard the sounds of creatures she'd never heard before, some scary, some scarily enticing. She heard whispers from the trees themselves, some who spoke of their sickness, some who bragged about their health. It was never easy to understand what, exactly, they were saying at any point. Larissa tried to tune them out, even resorted to covering her ears at one point. When the group decided to take a break, Larissa was quick to offer to do a perimeter check just so that she could have a moment alone.
She'd been yearning for it, she realized: being out of the eyeshot of the other tributes. Even if there might have been millions of other eyes on her miles and miles away, the ones she felt most perceived by were the ones whose hands also held weapons. Deep exhale. She was so tired, so exhausted. The sun wasn't due to set for at least another hour or so, and if they were going to make it somewhere not disgusting by nightfall, their break would have to be brief. After rounding a corner of brush which made her feel particularly imperceivable, she took a quick seat on the rotted trunk of a tree. Just to gather herself, really. She dumped out the contents of her bag and retook stock, and checked her bandages, she forced her breathing to steady and her shoulders to relax. She tilted her chin up and closed her eyes, listening to the wind rather than the whispers, and she found a sense of calm.
When she opened her eyes, to her complete shock, there stood a huge, majestic creature much like the one Perry'd shown up with earlier, only this one was snowy white, with the occasional elegant sepia-toned feather in its wings. Her eyes only widened further when she realized that its eyes were locked onto her own.
Instinctively, her hand went to her sword.
"What the-"[ gryphon roll! ]
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