maybe it came with the territory of the working so closely with the mind. maybe it was maybeline. whatever the case, pyrrha stood in front of her door and glared holes into it. she was dressed to the nine’s and still so far away from waking up again. it was that time of year. but something was wrong and it pissed her off. she was off causing dreams, mostly the strangest of nightmares, but a few okay dreams. when she felt something off. it pissed her off. it wasn’t dream related, but it was far too close to her court.

the pull brought her to her door. which is where she was now. arms crossed over her dress and heeled boots tapping the floor. does she open the door? she should. she felt very territorial over her mind and she felt the need to …show more content…
instead she handled it as if it a door of glass, opening and closing it gently. turning so her back was to the door, pyrrha looked on at a barren landscape. monotone and bleak, with only a dirt road to lead her.

her head began to hurt and she scowled. she had not had to deal with headaches for a while. with a tired sigh, pyrrha began the trek. she wished she had someone to carry her, maybe even a wagon to sit in. she knew she could fall asleep at any moment and walking was dangerous. any activity was dangerous, but walking was also tedious.

the land seemed to go on and on forever, with no other soul besides her. a sensation trailed up her spine, a mixture of annoyance and weariness. however, she kept her slow pace. finally she caught the whispers of a voice. at least she wasn’t alone. and they ended up being some creep she could easily knock them out.

it was a group, pyrrha could make out two people at least. three now that she was closer. she stopped next to the other girl and looked her over. eun-ah? the brunette pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes. she turned to the other two and grabbed eun-ah’s arm to pull her along. she could be wrong, she hadn’t seen eun-ah is