ext_247910 (![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
kunenk.livejournal.com) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
31_days2009-10-04 10:50 pm
kunenk.livejournal.com) wrote in 31_days2009-10-04 10:50 pm
[October 4] [Original] Cavern Winds
Title: Cavern Winds
Day/Theme: October 4- So many breezes, but never enough
Series: Original
Character/Pairing: A sprite
Rating: G
It's too easy to be trapped in a place like this. There's plenty of air, and she can feel the wind passing through now and again, but it's not enough- there's never enough- to take her back out where she belongs, back to the freedom of the sky.
It would be less of a problem if she wasn't so weak, she thinks with no small amount of anger- mostly against herself-, if she could drag herself out from this spot and back somewhere where the winds are stronger. The stronger breezes aren't about to come to this dim corner of the mountain's caverns- and if any breezes do come, they're more likely to push her back into this corner than help her out.
She wishes she wasn't so dependent on the wind to get around. It's wonderful when she's outside, and able to move freely, but like this…
She can't stay here forever, though, she knows. She has to get back out, to be where she belongs. If she just stays here, she'll waste away until there's nothing left, just a little wisp of what she once was and then not even that. There are stranger things than her in these mountains, older and stronger and part of the mountain or, if not that, then grown so used to the mountains than they might as well be, and for all she knows, they probably won't take well to her presence here. She's lucky that they haven't noticed her already, she imagines- back home there are plenty of stories about their kind wandering into places like the mountains (and fooling around in forests and over lakes, too, certainly) and getting trapped and ending up in unfortunate situations, which they could just have avoided if they'd been a little more careful.
She'd like to think that she was being careful, that it was entirely the fault of the breeze she was riding that she ended up in such a place- but if she's honest with herself, in her heart she knows that that's not the truth of it.
When she gets back, it's going to be very awkward. She almost doesn't want to, but like hell is she going to stay down here and let whatever it is that lurks in these mountains- goblins, ogres, what have you- eat her. Or whatever it is they do with little sprites like her- use her for a potion? She wouldn't know.
She's not sticking around to find out, either, she tells herself firmly, and twitches her wings. They can take her, she decides, which means all she needs to do is find the breeze that will take her out of here. Not a small task, but that's not something she'll allow to beat her down.
Day/Theme: October 4- So many breezes, but never enough
Series: Original
Character/Pairing: A sprite
Rating: G
It's too easy to be trapped in a place like this. There's plenty of air, and she can feel the wind passing through now and again, but it's not enough- there's never enough- to take her back out where she belongs, back to the freedom of the sky.
It would be less of a problem if she wasn't so weak, she thinks with no small amount of anger- mostly against herself-, if she could drag herself out from this spot and back somewhere where the winds are stronger. The stronger breezes aren't about to come to this dim corner of the mountain's caverns- and if any breezes do come, they're more likely to push her back into this corner than help her out.
She wishes she wasn't so dependent on the wind to get around. It's wonderful when she's outside, and able to move freely, but like this…
She can't stay here forever, though, she knows. She has to get back out, to be where she belongs. If she just stays here, she'll waste away until there's nothing left, just a little wisp of what she once was and then not even that. There are stranger things than her in these mountains, older and stronger and part of the mountain or, if not that, then grown so used to the mountains than they might as well be, and for all she knows, they probably won't take well to her presence here. She's lucky that they haven't noticed her already, she imagines- back home there are plenty of stories about their kind wandering into places like the mountains (and fooling around in forests and over lakes, too, certainly) and getting trapped and ending up in unfortunate situations, which they could just have avoided if they'd been a little more careful.
She'd like to think that she was being careful, that it was entirely the fault of the breeze she was riding that she ended up in such a place- but if she's honest with herself, in her heart she knows that that's not the truth of it.
When she gets back, it's going to be very awkward. She almost doesn't want to, but like hell is she going to stay down here and let whatever it is that lurks in these mountains- goblins, ogres, what have you- eat her. Or whatever it is they do with little sprites like her- use her for a potion? She wouldn't know.
She's not sticking around to find out, either, she tells herself firmly, and twitches her wings. They can take her, she decides, which means all she needs to do is find the breeze that will take her out of here. Not a small task, but that's not something she'll allow to beat her down.