The crackling sound of a campfire along with the smell of fish invading her nostrils made Luna finally shift her injured body a little, letting out a pained groan as a result of. As she opened her eyes, the first thing the wolf saw was the stone ceiling of what she assumed to be a cave.
"I-I'm alive..."
Luna was struck with the realisation that she had somehow been saved from the clutches of that thing, the mere thought of which made her shudder. Just its eyes... that look it had given her, full of twisted curiosity and disregard for life was enough to scar her psychologically, for she would certainly never forget that look.
Burying those thoughts in the back of her mind, Luna tried to stand up from where she lay, only to be refused by her own broken body. The pain had fortunately lessened to a dull ache, but considering it was present all over her body, the feeling wasn't any less unpleasant.
"I would not do that if I were you."
Luna was taken aback by this new voice calling out to her. Calm and level, the voice alone spoke volumes about its owner's personality. Luna could infer from the tone of the voice that it was not hostile; this person was the one responsible for her being inside this cave right now and not just ash drifting in the wind.
Even with her head still being a little fuzzy, Luna managed to sit up after a couple of tries, totally disregarding her saviour's words. She needed to see the face of the one who had rescued her. Rubbing her head, she surveyed her surroundings before focusing on the person, or rather the thing, located next to the campfire.
Yes, thing, for right there on top of a wooden branch was an owl perched, looking at her curiously. After what seemed to be hours of simply staring at the owl and it staring back at her, Luna snapped out of her trance-like state. Clearing her throat, she crossed her right arm over her chest, placing a closed fist over her heart, and bowed her head slightly.
"Thank you for rescuing me, whoever you may be." She said sincerely.
Silence ensued for a split second as Luna held her posture, but then the owl suddenly flapped its wings, sending a gust of wind towards Luna. A strange feeling overtook the wolf, and as she raised her head, the owl appeared right in front of her, staring straight into her eyes.
Luna found herself unable to move, frozen in place as she too was unable to pull her eyes away from the creature's face.
"Who are you?" A voice echoed in her mind, the same voice that had advised her before against moving.
Surprised by the sudden mental communication, Luna immediately tried to shield her consciousness from any potential attacks.
"You seem a little agitated... Don't be." The voice continued, unperturbed by Luna's resistance. Not that she held any hope of surviving should the strange being attack her. For all she knew, the thing had to be at least as strong as the alien, else they would not be having this conversation.
"If I wanted to truly hurt you there would be no way for you to stop me from doing so, not with that level of injury." The owl said, this time vocalising its words. It drew back a little, regarding Luna for a moment, before returning to the campfire with a flap of its wings.
A bead of sweat trickled down Luna's forehead before being absorbed again by her fur. Suddenly, an indescribable bitterness overwhelmed her. She was weak.
She remembered the time she spent with Ull'Yang, travelling all around Cygnea, seeing all sorts of fantastic and wonderful landscapes, mutated animals and special lifeforms. She would constantly taunt and rile up those beings, even though she knew she was levels below them power-wise, for she knew she would be safe.
She became more and more complacent every time she beat a strong foe into submission, not knowing that those beings were not fighting with their full power lest they anger the one backing her, content with keeping their lives in place of a few broken bones and lacerations.
Her time in Galbar had been anything but what she had become used to. Unlike Cygnea, Galbar had thrown countless obstacles unto Luna, from the strange topography to its strange inhabitants; how that towering brute had managed to mind control her was beyond Luna even to this date. Then there were those detestable djinns and their leader that refused to listen to her.
The owl did not fail to detect Luna's rising anger and sighed inwardly. "Wolf, you have been sleeping for three whole weeks. Although the divine power inside of you can fend off hunger and thirst, that does not mean your body can forgo sustenance entirely. I would suggest you eat while you can because tomorrow we will be leaving this place."
Luna looked back at the owl, several things passing through her mind at that moment. Truthfully, it was as the owl had said. Luna was hungry, and she was weak. Her body still needed nutrients to survive, even more so now that it was in the process of recuperating from an injury.
She eyed the fish hanging over the fire, one half of her mind wondering where the owl had gotten the fish from, and the other half wondering how the fish tasted. Slowly, the mental barriers she had erected fell one after the other as the smell of grilled fish overwhelmed her olfactory system.
Luna wiped the drool from her mouth with the back of her hand, and slowly crawled towards the campfire, all the while growling due to the pain of moving her body. She sat her body upwards and in a cross-legged position, stared at the owl for a moment, before reaching out and grabbing one of the fish that was hanging over the fire, biting into its flesh.
With the corner of her eye, she thought she saw the owl smirking, but when she turned towards the bird to take a better look, it was gone. Startled, she scanned the cave once more, but it was as if the bird had disappeared.
The post is circa 3 weeks after Realta invasion and attack on Vetros.
Sometime after the Realta attacked Luna, she awakens inside a cave, only to find her body a broken mess. As she tries to get in terms with the fact that she somehow escaped death, she is faced with a strange owl that she supposed to be her saviour. She thanks the owl, but it is truly a strange being. With a flap of its wings, it appears in front of her and scares the crap out of her when it speaks directly to her mind, making Luna think it was attacking her mentally. The owl reassures her that it was not hostile, albeit not before it makes fun of her attempt to protect herself.
It is then that Luna truly understands how weak she is. She reminisces about her time on Cygnea, and how her experiences there had led her to become complacent in her power, taking Ull'Yang's presence for granted. All her experiences fighting various beings in Cygnea had one flaw, Ull'Yang. His presence made the beings she faced afraid of truly hurting her, lest they incur his wrath. This made them not fight seriously and thus letting Luna beat them.
The owl senses Luna's rising anger, and talks her out of her anger-fueled trance state, beckoning her to eat. It is revealed that she had been sleeping in that cave for 3 whole weeks.
Although wary of the owl, Luna knows that it has a point, and so crawls over to the campfire. As she bites into the fish, she notices with the corner of her eye the owl smirking, but when she turns, it's gone.
So, since I had too much times on my hands, I kinda wanted to.. well i dont know I just wanted to be stupefied or think about some things but not complicated shit that would make me make circles in my mind.
So I found this website but in the end it didn't achieve what I wanted. Kinda wanted to share it to see if some other people would be more affected than me. I mean when reading these questions I was very clear in my heart while being objective on the kind of person I am. So I did not even have to think much.
Which is worse, failing or never trying?
If life is so short, why do we do so many things we don’t like and like so many things we don’t do?
When it’s all said and done, will you have said more than you’ve done Are you doing what you believe in, or are you settling for what you are doing?
If the average human life span was 40 years, how would you live your life differently?
To what degree have you actually controlled the course your life has taken?
Are you more worried about doing things right, or doing the right things?
You’re having lunch with three people you respect and admire. They all start criticizing a close friend of yours, not knowing she is your friend. The criticism is distasteful and unjustified. What do you do?
If you could offer a newborn child only one piece of advice, what would it be?
Would you break the law to save a loved one?
Have you ever seen insanity where you later saw creativity?
What’s something you know you do differently than most people?
How come the things that make you happy don’t make everyone happy?
What one thing have you not done that you really want to do? What's holding you back ? Are you holding onto something you need to let go of?
If you had to move to a state or country besides the one you currently live in, where would you move and why?
Do you push the elevator button more than once? Do you really believe it makes the elevator faster?
Would you rather be a worried genius or a joyful simpleton?
Why are you, you?
Have you been the kind of friend you want as a friend?
Which is worse, when a good friend moves away, or losing touch with a good friend who lives right near you?
What are you most grateful for?
Would you rather lose all of your old memories, or never be able to make new ones?
Is is possible to know the truth without challenging it first?
Has your greatest fear ever come true?
Do you remember that time 5 years ago when you were extremely upset? Does it really matter now?
What is your happiest childhood memory? What makes it so special?
At what time in your recent past have you felt most passionate and alive?
If not now, then when?
If you haven’t achieved it yet, what do you have to lose?
Have you ever been with someone, said nothing, and walked away feeling like you just had the best conversation ever?
Why do religions that support love cause so many wars?
Is it possible to know, without a doubt, what is good and what is evil?
If you just won a million dollars, would you quit your job?
Would you rather have less work to do, or more work you actually enjoy doing?
Do you feel like you’ve lived this day a hundred times before?
When was the last time you marched into the dark with only the soft glow of an idea you strongly believed in?
If you knew that everyone you know was going to die tomorrow, who would you visit today?
Would you be willing to reduce your life expectancy by 10 years to become extremely attractive or famous?
What is the difference between being alive and truly living?
When is it time to stop calculating risk and rewards, and just go ahead and do what you know is right?
If we learn from our mistakes, why are we always so afraid to make a mistake?
What would you do differently if you knew nobody would judge you?
When was the last time you noticed the sound of your own breathing?
What do you love? Have any of your recent actions openly expressed this love?
In 5 years from now, will you remember what you did yesterday? What about the day before that? Or the day before that?
Decisions are being made right now. The question is: Are you making them for yourself, or are you letting others make them for you?
50 years from now kid: Grandpa, can you tell me about 2016? me: *sigh* we've been over this already, kiddo. We don't talk about that year... kid: Well, what about 2017? me: wE DoN'T TaLk aBoUt tHaT YeAr eItHeR kid: b-but I want to know!! me: YOU WANT TO KNOW? OKAY THEN *slams down shot glass*IT ALL STARTED WITH A FUCKING GORILLA...
Just as humans grow and change with time, interests change as well. I wish I had the urge to roleplay like I used to...
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