She travelled with Rixen from the tidepools in the East toward the far West of the Green Labyrinth. Upon reaching their towering bamboo stalks, Kiada watched as Khairi dove toward the dark looming stalks, hidden beneath the fog. As she stepped closer, she glanced over to Rixen with a small smile cresting her pink splattered lips. “Well, this is it. Like I said, it’s not much but it’s something.” She added in with a small laugh, tilting her dark inky head toward the maze. After a few moments, she stepped into the dark fog, the light disappearing with it as she entered the Labyrinth. After walking for a few moments, she paused in her step to look around yet again.
“It was much brighter before, the sun shone through the bamboo and made it seem almost heavenly with all the golds and reds from the leaves.” She paused, reminiscing. Now, instead of there being the beautiful gilt of summer, there was a cloud of mist continually churning and coating the labyrinth in darkness – and then there was the howling wind that seemed to have a body it may have been attached to, somewhere far off within the labyrinth. After a few moments, Kiada glanced toward Rixen somewhat deflated. It was no where near the prowess of Halyven or the Tidepools. Instead, it was dark and dreary, and the complete opposite of what she had explained previously.
Green Labyrinth
