She shivers at the edge of the Lake that Time forgot. The water is an inky black. There is no reflection. She had cast all of her armor into the lake. It wanted more. Her left arm hung at her side. She hadn't been able to move it for some time now. The scars and bruises covered her body where the machines had clawed and bit her. Slowly she removed her necklace and held it for a moment. Her eyes squeezed shut as she let it drop from her frozen fingers. She opens her eyes . The lake ripples for a time but the fog starts to billow. A great wraith rises from the surface wreathed in icy snow and wind. It whispers to her
Why have you come ?
I've come to face the wind. She replies
The shade points to the small island in the center of the lake and slowly dissipates into fog.
Ayrlyn wonders to herself.
Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend. Somewhere along in the bitterness.
She shakes her head and plunges into the water.
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