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The Mystic Land of Gestolan...A land Divided but Torn.

The two parts of the Land, Hydrena and Zarlom, are both at their very edge. Each land believes that the other is conspiring against them. there is an unrest and and impatience for power. However, a war is not plausible if both lands are connected.
In order to keep that connection, the youngest girl of the ancient Miheth clan is to be sacrificed at the Alter of Olm. However, to ensure she is not killed by an outside source, the girl...needs a guide.

The two parts of the Land, Hydrena and Zarlom, are both at their very edge. Each land believes that the other is conspiring against them. there is an unrest and and impatience for power. However, a war is not plausible if both lands are connected.
In order to keep that connection, the youngest girl of the ancient Miheth clan is to be sacrificed at the Alter of Olm. However, to ensure she is not killed by an outside source, the girl...needs a guide.

Ferah looked out over the forest with her mystic red eyes, scanning for any unsuspecting danger. The forest was deadly quiet, something peaceful even. She could hear the birds chirping somewhere high in the air. The sound pulled her eyes upward to the sky, listening to the wind and birds mingle together. The sounds of Gestolan were soothing, from the rush of leaves or the trickle of a stream. The wind pushed the strands of Ferah's silver-white hair behind her and she inhaled along with the blow.
"Child?" The voice came from an elderly one behind Ferah. The woman's cane crunched down on the leaves and she wobbled slowly to the girl's side. Ferah turned around fully and took steps towards the woman to help her.
"Beltha, are you okay?"she asked with a concerned look. The woman's sunken eyes traveled up to Ferah's fuscia ones. The girl placed a hand on the woman's back and looked down at her. "Beltha?"
"Child...you will be late for your meeting with the Guide." the woman responded. Ferah nodded once in understanding. She really did have to leave that place. Looking back out over the forest, Ferah took the last deep breath of the seasoned air before turning to Beltha, eyes now serious.
"Yes mam."she said, leading the woman back to the cottage to prepare for her leave.