Hidden Meadow [ Myrrh & Robyn ]
[ Starter for @ladyoftactics! ]
Myrrh doesnât know how she got here, but she canât say she wants to know. She sighs, sitting up slowly. Yet another Outrealm Gate, certainly.
This time, sheâs sprawled out on a meadow. In the north, she sees a town. The murmurs of distant townspeople going about their day meets Myrrhâs sensitive ears.
She casts a gaze around her surroundings, her eyes catching onto a sign on the side of a beaten road beside the meadow sheâs lying in. Southtown, it reads. Myrrh sighs again.
A rush of darkness washes over Myrrhâs mind, and she jumps up to her feet, her eyes looking everywhere for the source of the darkness. She finds it standing in the woods behind her, a feminine figure with a book in her hand and light hair.
âYou...â she murmurs, biting her lip as she curls a hand around the dragonstone in her cloak. âWho are you...?â