#thetimelesswanderer

Soft boots pounded against the sand as a young journey ran towards the edge of the hill. Breathless she had had a permanent smile glued to her face as she raced around the empty desert. Jumping a short distance she slid down the dune with nimble feet before bounding her way up the next one. Her mask was pushed up onto her forehead in order to shield from the hot sun as she ran. It wasn't often her parents allowed her to leave the village that she had been raised in since birth, but they had figured that since she would be coming of age in a just a few years that a little bit of exploration couldn't hurt. Only a few more years of innocent "childhood" were left before she would embark on her journey. Well not just a journey but the Journey that lay in front of all the children in her village. She was unaware if any other journeyers were out there preparing for the same journey that she was, but she honestly was too excited to care. Reaching the top of the next dune she leaped off with sudden abandon and extended her cloak, pretending that she could fly. She would receive her scarf until the year before her journey but for now she could pretend.

Crashing into the soft sand she rolled onto her back and looked up at the bright desert sun. Running her hand through her white hair she took deep breaths in order to reclaim her breath. Her hand froze, where was the mask, her mask. Quickly she flipped over, pushing the fabric of her cloak away and looked around frantically.