Kalika sits on top of a wall in Hydlaa looking out at the hills and valleys that lay spread out as if by some infinte design. She watches carefully the movements of the grass and tress flowing in the wind, her fur shifting in mulitple directions, her legs pulled up tight to her chest and her arms wrapped around them. Voices are heard in the distacne, heard, seen, but not felt. She is one with the universe itself and is beggining to fade into the atmosphere. Her longing for her lost love pressing her mind further and further away from now. Her body tainted and broken, feeling like an abandoned kitten, tears flowing gently from her eyes.
She sways, feeling ethereal, and sees a couple, far away in the distance, holding each other in a tight, silent embrace. She can feel the songs of the heart flowing together and creating a mute symphony that can only be felt by those that are most sensitive. She looks away back into the hills, thoughts weaving through her gentle mind and bites her lip. She remembers a time when she was lost and alone. A time when she wandered away from the crowds, observing them but too scared to speak.
Her heart wants to bleed golden honeyA delicate memory wraps itself around her in a rosy haze aura. Her love, the beautiful Seerilice. He was here with her, in spirit. Whispering jokes and holding her hand as they stared out into the endless scenes of nature.
She wasn't lost anymore. She was found.
And then you're not here... Kalika tightened her embrace as her memory drifts away along with the rest. She was a being that the Terra longed to claim in its womb of quiet beauty and peace. Her heart reaches out to the Waterfaill...
It was the last time...Her heart beats faster, and the tears flow freely. She takes one last look out at the beautiful city with all of its grandeur and free-flowing company. The ring around her neck begins to shine, and her paw clasps it. The voices surround her, their prescense thickens her air. She cannot breathe. The hills are calling for her, beckoning through the wind, pulling her closer and closer to her love. She sniffles and takes a deep breath, glancing one last time at all the people and words they speak, and then jumps off the wall...falling, reclaiming her spirit. She lands softly in a bed of meadow flowers and rests her hand on the wall, speaking with her heart
Everything is love........
The small fenki runs far away into the hills, searching...Her heart leading her body to a place she cannot see with open eyes. The Waterfall calls to her, deep into its depths. Hidden. Safe. .....
