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#2014-01-29 19:16:37, as written by missmacabre

The trees spread apart and the forest growth thinned. Analetta felt a weight lift from her as she left the ominous press of the forest. There was birdsong in the trees ahead, and that’s when Ana realized she had been traveling down a path cloaked equally in silence and shadow.

“There was something a bit off about the forest, wasn’t there?” she murmured to Dapple, who shook his mane and stepped with more speed, perhaps to put the dark forest presence further behind him. The rumors about orcs may very well be true. If nature could send one message that humans understood, it was the message of silence. When even birds hold their breath, you know there is someone, or something, nearby that shouldn’t hear you. Ana crossed her fingers and wished luck for the travelers behind her.

The trees no longer wrapped together in a wall. They stood casually in their own spaces, with plenty of room for their long branches. Ana had finally cleared the forest. Fields stretched out across the horizon, filling her vision with a panoramic view of golden and green grasses peppered with the vivid colors of Kaziman wildflowers.

“Now, our enemies can’t hide among the roots, Dapple,” the horse climbed a small rise and paused there, “and neither can we,” said Ana. Ahead, squatting like a sore on the face of the earth was the ruins of Girau. The once great city slumped listlessly against itself and spilled out onto the plains around it. Though it seemed to pose silent and still, there was a faint crackle of energy about the place that made Ana hesitate.

“I think they might have company.”

Ana considered turning back into the forest, but Dapple made the decision for both of them. He lifted his head and snorted wildly before throwing them both into a gallop that nearly tossed Ana on her rump. The horse ran for Girau and Ana clung to the mercy of his charge. When they left the slope of the rise and entered the gentle valley that housed the city, she heard the first noises of battle.

Dapple slowed after considerable tugging on Ana’s part. The pair paused on the dirt road. Ana saw an old apple tree just off the path, and she urged Dapple to step toward it for some shade. There they rested after the harsh rush toward Girau had led them so carelessly out onto the open plains.

If there was anyone in the forest, among the ruins of the city, or hidden in the tall swaying grasses, they knew Ana had arrived. The woman felt a rush of anxiety and her body trembled.

“Good going, Dapple,” she scolded. The horse nickered and used his lips to sample the rotting apples that littered the dirt around the tree.

Girau was closer than the forest behind her. Ana didn’t have much choice. She would need to hide among the rubble of the city soon, even if orcs wandered the streets. The plains were too open, and retreat now impossible. At least Dapple was no longer startled after his short, and very unusual, burst of energy.

“Grab one to go,” she said, and the horse scooped up an overly ripe apple for the road. They were back on the dirt path in seconds, kicking up a cloud of dust behind their quick trot. The gates of ruined Girau yawned ahead.

Snippet #2472136

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