Bea Delaine
Sugary Sweet Sadist
Elena kept moving through the gardens until she passed through a gate and the garden became wild and forest outside of Branbern. Her clothing was torn in many placed but held, or would until the next time she would return to the great hall if that was any time soon. She touched a tree and closed her eyes, kneeling. The roots and their connections to other branches became a map in her mind as she sought out an open area and field. Oddly enough, the forest shifted quite a bit. Once found, she started sprinting to that area, working with her speed. Her sword was created again and in her hands held as tightly as she could.
"Very convincing, you look dedicated. Brave even.." Her mind chimed annoyingly, like a toxic and desperate entity which she knew was just her.
"But it's a lie. You can't do anything with your skills where your going. In fact, you should stop with Ward before you get impossibly attached. Being happy here is still running away."
She growled at her own thoughts, swinging at roots that were under her control. She was trying to feel in control, acting like they were that par of her which tormented her happiness.
"Very convincing, you look dedicated. Brave even.." Her mind chimed annoyingly, like a toxic and desperate entity which she knew was just her.
"But it's a lie. You can't do anything with your skills where your going. In fact, you should stop with Ward before you get impossibly attached. Being happy here is still running away."
She growled at her own thoughts, swinging at roots that were under her control. She was trying to feel in control, acting like they were that par of her which tormented her happiness.