bexitys journey

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They were traveling at a faster pace than normal, bexity clearly wanting to get there as soon as possible.

Her father was right there, she hugged him, but it was a dream. His words cycled through her brain, until the group approached the side of the valley, a mansion in the center, almost hidden in the trees.

Home.

Bexity turned and started climbing down the side, but not before spotting a cluster of fallen rocks. It looked as if a backpack was a few feet away from it, whoever got caught in the rock slide mustve thrown it.

She started to go towards the rocks, careful not to trigger more rocks, and grabbed the bag, opening it, only to drop it, a blue and black feather falling out, a picture tied to both.

It had karma, orca, and blade.

She looked at the rocks, and gently put a hand to one, silently saying farewell to her uncle. It was clear he had died here, trying to get out of the mansion.

The white dragon sat next to her, then slowly pressed it's forehead against the rocks.

Soon, each of the elementals had joined bexity, they understood who that was, and their relationship with bexity.

Soon, bexity grabbed the photo and feathers, lifting a small rock and placing it under it, giving her uncle the picture of his husbands.

Then she left blades final resting place, silent, off to the mansion, who else had died while she was gone?

Soon, they took a break at a small stream, each taking a drink of the clear water.

"Bexity, are you ready for this? For all we know, war could've broken out already"

"I'm ready"

She then shoved some vines out of the way, revealing a path, one that led straight to the mansion.

They followed it, bexity slowing down significantly, clearly lost in thought, until the mansion was right Infront of her.

She slowly went to the porch, and knocked..