Morgiana's lungs were burning and felt like they would explode at any painful minuet. It was so dark, but she had to make it to the dark content for her savior had told her to, with his last dying wish. All she could see was a faint hint of light growing bigger by each step. Her feet slapping the stone below her as her feet ached and her body screamed at her to stop.
That light had to be something, and it was the only thing she could follow, it was better than running straight into darkness that surrounded her. Her heart was racing as she finally saw what the strange light was. A house?! She thought astonished with her eyes widening. Her breathed roared through her head as she grabbed her knees to keep herself from falling over from exhaustion.
The Cabin was small and made completely out of logs. The house was actually quite plain, but who would be crazy enough to build a house in the middle of a huge rift? She thought as she studied the house top to bottom thinking of what she should do next. The huge heavy wooden door creaked open almost painfully slowly.
A very tall man stood, giving off a strange aura like a magi's. He was dressed in almost all green and some white, his shirt exposed quite a bit of skin making morgiana look away for a moment. His pale blue eyes were stunning and his long braid of his golden almost white hair was beautiful. He seemed to glow with his beaty. "You did well to come here morgiana." He speaks with a low and sincere voice and a gentle welcoming smile.
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Morgiana has lived with yunan for a week in his small cabin. He had told her she couldn't go to the rift, unless she didn't want to return to her friends. Morgiana was torn and had barely come to a decision. There was no possible way morgiana could abandon her friends, she would definitely find a way next time she kept telling herself. But she felt horrible all her life she had always wanted to meet people of her own race.
Morgiana rises up gracefully out of her plain bed in yunan's cabin in the middle of no where. She opens the wooden door that lead to living room seeing the square room lit gently by a fire. Yunan was sitting in the round table in the center of the room drinking tea, as he always seemed to do. Morgiana stared at him for a few moments then quickly blinks out her trance and walks toward him.
Yunan glances at her then continues to drink his tea from a blue cup made of clay. "um..mr. Yunan sir, i have decided that i will not go to the other side of the rift where the fantails are." Morgiana says quietly looking down and gripping her white dress. He finally gives her his full attention and gives her a warm yet slightly confused smile. "Im surprised morgiana, i expe-" he says before getting interrupted by morgiana's soft embarrassed voice "I just can't leave my friends i promised to return to them, and.." she pauses for a while. "and?" Yunan replies.
Morgiana stands up straight, "well, since you're a magi, i was wondering if i could say with you and if you could help me train." She says biting her lip "ill do work so i wont be too much of a burden, i could help you with whatever you ne-" morgiana tries to finish before yunan breaks into a chuckle. "Did you think i would say no?" he says recovering from his laugh with a bright smile. "Your welcome to stay here however long you like, i have a personal liking for you morgiana." He speaks as he rises from his chair.
Morgiana lets out a sigh of relief and a huge grin spreads across her pale face. "Thank you." She says sharply while bowing. Yunan was used to her being really formal, in fact he almost liked that about her. A small smile escaped his thin lips as he glances down at the red haired fanalis.
"Well you probably don't want to stay here in a tiny cabin in the middle of a dark rift, do you?" He asks with a curious smile. "its, fine whatever you want." morgiana chirped a little to excited with yunan letting her stay with him. morgiana was actually a bit afraid of the dark, it reminded her of being a slave. She could see nothing but black while laying on the cold floor and the tight unfriendly shackles biting at her ankles.
"morgiana?" yunan said with a worried look. Morgiana hadn't realized she was looking down and had spaced out for a moment thinking about her past as a slave. "sorry." she says jerking her head up to look at him. She catches herself once again staring at him, he was just so, captivating she could almost not look away. "come on were just going to stay in the tran village above us, ok." he says sternly while grabbing morgiana's wrist and dragging her outside.