After about ten minutes of sobbing, Myron and Josh bring you to a room opposite yours. The entrance of the temple is on the south side; therefore, facing the south direction. No room outlined the south wall, unlike the other walls. The room you were just in is on the west wall along with two other bedrooms that looked barely used. The room you were heading towards seems to be the living room on the east wall. Other rooms are on the east wall too such as the kitchen and dining area. The dining area has dust in the, well, everything. The whole room is covered in dust. On the north wall, only two rooms are of being: the enchanting room and the bathroom.
As you walk into the living room, your eyes burning, you are forced to take in every feature of this room: the small hearth in the center of the room, four chairs around that fire, a bookshelf on the left wall, two torches on the wall infront of you, a game center in the corner of the right and front wall, there was no dust, and all of this is according to the door Myron brought you through when you first entered this room.
"How do you like it? Considering you've lost your memory, and you haven't been here for a few months, you should really enjoy it," Myron says playfulling.
You give no answer. Even though these guys are said to be your friends, you needed that explanation. You need to know why you were out there and why you can't remember anything. But above all, you need to know about the flames. Those purple-black flames won't leave your mind. The faces haunt your every breath.
"Alright, alright," Myron says as if he knew what you were thinking, "I said that I would give you an explanation, and I will under one condition--"
"Myron, really?" Josh says, "I hardly think it's fair to give 'conditions' to a woman that has no idea where she is, who she is, or what she can do."
"As I was saying," Myron says ignoring Josh, "under one condition, I will give you an explanation."
"But--"
"What is the condition?" you say while sitting down on a comfortable chair by the hearth, interrupting Josh.
"If this is not the explanation that you wanted, you cannot get upset. You have to deal with it. Don't shoot the messenger."
"Sounds fair enough," you say without a second's thought.
"Alright, here goes," Myron explanes everything. You are a very, very powerful magic wielder. Your most powerful skills being speed and agility. He tells you thats how, in an instant, you were at the stairs to the temple.
"You ran," he says, "The light above you telling you to run, yeah, that was Josh. He was telling you to run from the flames. 'The Flames of Destruction' they are called by people that have survived them. We are some of the few that have seen and lived to tell. The flames hold souls of the slaughtered. We were lucky to get away. As Josh said earlier, we all met up outside of town, looking for survivors, and once we justified that we were the only ones left, we ran through many biomes. We ended up in this tundra running through a massive forest and fighting terrible beasts. We found this place and held up here, completely secluded from everything. We went out for supplies often, and before you went missing, we had been here for years. During that time, you were always there to save us when we got into trouble, but when that Griffin showed up," his voice began to crack and a single tear streamed down his ancient and scared face, "you came and told us to run. We ran as you told us to. When we looked back, only a blood stain was left in the snow. We searched relentlessly although with no luck. Aeva! I'm just so glad you're back!" Her puts his arms around you a squeezes tightly.
"How long has it been? Since Pui?" you ask. This question seemed to throw Myron off guard.
"It has been," he hesitated, "thirteen years since the flames hit Pui. It's been seven months since you disappeared."
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Ran, Running, and Will Run By Maddiff Rel
FantasiAll your life, you have ran. Since you were conceived in your mother's womb. Since you got your first sword. Since your thirteenth birthday when you got your first set if armor. You have ran from many things. You parents. Your friends. Your home. Th...