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[River Stargazer]

It was silent in the dead wood. It was a bright morning but the wood seemed to be as ghostly and as eerie as ever. the trees stood tall, black, dead, like demons with long arms reaching out to grab you. the wind, though little, whistled through the trees, making their boughs sway and creek like dying animals. It was a morbid place. Nothing seemed to live here except for the odd crow. Swirling mists his the spiritual beings that seemed to haunt the lands.

But none of this seemed to bother River. She walked on through the wood, hands stuffed into her pockets as her boots made crunching sounds on the dead soil. She was looking up at the sky, watching the clouds drift along on the wind. Her dark blue eyes distant, off in her own little world.

The first thing that was odd about her, was that she was human. She was small for her age, which was only fourteen, she seemed too young and vulnerable to be out here all alone. she was wearing baggy trousers, ripped, torn and muddy, with a t-shirt and a red jcket n the top. She had long black hair that had a slight wave to it and a fringe that fell over her eyes. She was wearing a red bandana.

She came to the misty river and watched without interest. She didn't seem scared at all. She was thinking of jumping up into the trees, but decided against it. She sat down and picked up a few stones, skipping them across the water and listening to the little 'plop' they made when they fell in. "This. Is. So. Boring." she said with a sigh. "What a drag!"

[Amun Ortega]

Burnt. Burnt. It was all the same. Yet, it wasn't the same place at all. No matter how much this place resembled it, this wasn't his old home. It wasn't the place he had grown so fond of. It wasn't the place he missed so much. But it reminded him. As saddened as he was, in a sick way the place gave him slight happiness. The way it reminded him of that old place somehow made it feel the same a before... even if it wasn't.

Pale feet tread softly over the burnt twigs, ash covering bare toes. To another maybe, it would have seemed hazardous. But life in Noctis' Sol had made his feet quiet accustomed to such terrain. And as he walked barefooted across the burnt earth, a slight smile crossed his face.

He paused, realizing that he had been walking and not even realizing where he was going. It had simply been so joyful, the sensation it gave him, and he had wandered into a part of the forest he didn't recognize anymore. He let a small laugh escape him, dipping his head in embarassment of himself. But it was no matter. Why shouldn't he enjoy himself anyway?

Tender fingers brushed the black bangs away rom his eyes as the crude words met his ears. And for a moment, he forgot that this was not the place. He forgot he wasn't there anymore.

"How can you say that?" he said suddenly, appearing out of the trees behind the girl. "This place is so... so wonderful." But he forgot he wasn't there anymore.