I had been though Macalania forest on my journey to Bevelle, but I never really had the time to stop and admire the beauty of it. Everything seemed to just twinkle. As if whatever light managed to penetrate the thick foliage reflected on every dewy leaf. Auron set me down on the side of the worn path, so that I may sit in the grass while he paced about.
He did look rather disturbed, I wanted to ask him a million questions, but decided that being silent right now would proably be the best thing. So I let my eyes follow him, walking back and forth, hands clasped behind his back.
"I suppose you are wondering what happened back there?" he asked me, finally leaning against one of the ancient trees.
"well, yes, I am..." I admitted to him, pushing myself to my feet. I wobbled a little, but managed to keep my balance. He was silent while i brushed the dirt off my night gown. I could feel my cheeks burning. In all the rush, I forgot that I had no time to change.
"The high priest wants me to marry his daughter...I refused and was cast out." He shruged, not taking any notice of my clothing. "Its not about the faith anymore. I must leave and start anew..."
"uh huh..." I mumbled. My plans of getting back into Bevelle were now shot. Now here I was stuck with this man, in my night dress and no where to go. Pathetic little me.
"I suppose you are also wondering where you shall go from here, am I right?" He glanced up my way.
"actually, I was wondering if I could get some clothes, but thats also a valid question. Yes, I want to know where I go from here..." I smirked though my embarassment.
"If you wish, you may travel with me. There should be a Travel Agency nearby, but we will have to cross the tunder plains.." He explained.
Thnder Plains. I could remember when I had passed though that area, it looked as though there were lightning towers being erected. I managed to get though there without getting myself hurt. To have to go though there again wasn't my first choice of things to do, but at the time I really needed Auron's help. He was actually offering his help to me, It would be rude, and stupid to refuse it.
"alright then." I nodded, waiting for Auron to lead the way.
"So, tell me, why have you travelled to Bevelle by yourself?"
I knew the question was going to come, yet I was still unprepared. I had no answer that he would accept. As I come to find out, Auron had been training as a Monk, surely he would not belive in my dream. If he knew about this machina below Bevelle, then he would most likely deny that it was even there.
Was it so silly to belive in ones dreams? At this point I was seriously doubting myself. But, there was nothing else I could do but follow him. Follow him I did.
"I wanted to see..." I swallowed hard. "the temple..."
I could easily tell that he knew something wasnt right, but lucky for me, he had the decency not to push the subject further. Perhaps he realised that whatever harm I could have brought by going into Bevelle was no longer relevant. I was here with him now, it really didnt matter what my intentions were.
We walked out of Macalania and into the Thunder Plains, not saying another word to each other. Him proably wondering what he was going to do with me, and me following along afraid that he would eventually leave me behind. I desperately wanted to tell someone of my dreams, but if it was to be Auron, I would have to get to know him a lot better than this.
He did look rather disturbed, I wanted to ask him a million questions, but decided that being silent right now would proably be the best thing. So I let my eyes follow him, walking back and forth, hands clasped behind his back.
"I suppose you are wondering what happened back there?" he asked me, finally leaning against one of the ancient trees.
"well, yes, I am..." I admitted to him, pushing myself to my feet. I wobbled a little, but managed to keep my balance. He was silent while i brushed the dirt off my night gown. I could feel my cheeks burning. In all the rush, I forgot that I had no time to change.
"The high priest wants me to marry his daughter...I refused and was cast out." He shruged, not taking any notice of my clothing. "Its not about the faith anymore. I must leave and start anew..."
"uh huh..." I mumbled. My plans of getting back into Bevelle were now shot. Now here I was stuck with this man, in my night dress and no where to go. Pathetic little me.
"I suppose you are also wondering where you shall go from here, am I right?" He glanced up my way.
"actually, I was wondering if I could get some clothes, but thats also a valid question. Yes, I want to know where I go from here..." I smirked though my embarassment.
"If you wish, you may travel with me. There should be a Travel Agency nearby, but we will have to cross the tunder plains.." He explained.
Thnder Plains. I could remember when I had passed though that area, it looked as though there were lightning towers being erected. I managed to get though there without getting myself hurt. To have to go though there again wasn't my first choice of things to do, but at the time I really needed Auron's help. He was actually offering his help to me, It would be rude, and stupid to refuse it.
"alright then." I nodded, waiting for Auron to lead the way.
"So, tell me, why have you travelled to Bevelle by yourself?"
I knew the question was going to come, yet I was still unprepared. I had no answer that he would accept. As I come to find out, Auron had been training as a Monk, surely he would not belive in my dream. If he knew about this machina below Bevelle, then he would most likely deny that it was even there.
Was it so silly to belive in ones dreams? At this point I was seriously doubting myself. But, there was nothing else I could do but follow him. Follow him I did.
"I wanted to see..." I swallowed hard. "the temple..."
I could easily tell that he knew something wasnt right, but lucky for me, he had the decency not to push the subject further. Perhaps he realised that whatever harm I could have brought by going into Bevelle was no longer relevant. I was here with him now, it really didnt matter what my intentions were.
We walked out of Macalania and into the Thunder Plains, not saying another word to each other. Him proably wondering what he was going to do with me, and me following along afraid that he would eventually leave me behind. I desperately wanted to tell someone of my dreams, but if it was to be Auron, I would have to get to know him a lot better than this.