Having left her new friend, Riona behind back in their safe little part of the woods, she took off once she had fallen asleep. She traveled away from NOLA, keeping to the swamps, bayous and woods for safety as per request of Riona. Weeks turning into months as she searched, keeping near ear shot of villagers and townsfolk in the like to see what she might be able to gather.
Over time, she woke up to no memory of what happened over the past years, centuries even other than that of black, thick darkness. She was sent on a task. A knife, or blade, say you. She had managed to get herself caught by some humans, fighting them off best she could with the magical powers of controlling the nature and land. Alas, in the bitter end, she quickly discovered that her beloved Victor was off in another's arms, having forgotten all about her ever existing. the love she felt from him all those years under her branches were not true in the end...
Being able to have escaped some how, she wandered alone and heartbroken through what was now known as Mystic Falls. Somewhere well behind the area of the Salvatore School. She paid no mind to where she walked. only deep inside her thoughts. Debates on if she dared to return home to her friend or find a place here to return to her willow form. with a heavy sigh, she sat upon the soft moss beneath here near the soft babbling waters and just stared out before her in her thoughts.
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the dryad's story 2
Fantasycontinuation of Charis, the dryad tree spirit as she has escaped the brief capture of humans Alric and David. finding that Victor, and the world, has forgotten all about her existence all together. now is her time in the world, alone. will she ever...
