Amok Time

For so long it had been the endless chase, the hunters always just on her heels. There hadn't been time to do anything else, not even so much as think. And now, all she had was time to think. Her work was done. Either she had succeeded and her people were safe, or she had failed. She'd never know either way. She found herself adrift, without a driving purpose to push herself onward. And so she drifted too, wandering across the land like a cloud shadow, trying to outrun the ghosts of the past.

Not that life in this new land was safe. Given the dangers lurked that around every corner, perhaps she should have brought someone to guide her. That or stayed close to the safer places she knew. Somehow, though she tried to retrace her steps back, Amarantha found herself disoriented and confused. The effects felt similar to intoxicants or the effects of herbs that she had used to numb pain in her previous life.

Though she knew she should be worried, Amarantha could help but also be intrigued.

Fascinating, she thought to herself. The possibilities of the practical applications of such naturally occuring phenomeno... phenomnon... thingy, are ... what are they?

Her thoughts slid away from her in a wave of pink, warmth. She remembered that she was supposed to be worried about something.. now what was it again? But no, why worry?

Everything is good. Everything is fine. I am just fine

As she stumbled right into the mouth of a cave giggling softly to herself, Amarantha had never felt better in her life.

 "Talk Talk Talk"

Amarantha

You were named for the Amaranth
Whose bloom means life unending
And whose name means "Love Lies Bleeding"

@Ruwin Let's do this!

OOC: Changed the title to make it fit the story better. I hope that's okay