 LOOK INTO YOUR HEART AND YOU'LL FIND LOVE
The flower girl simply stood for a moment, too consumed in her own desperate search for the familiar face of her mother amongst the throng that had been dragged to this place by Kaos. She wondered what happened to those that were left behind. Had they met the same fate as the Gods? Was it possible for those who hadn’t rushed through the Portal in the moment of destruction to still find this place. The sunshine-girl struggled to hold out hope that she’d find her mother in this place, but held fast to the thin strands of hope that remained.
It was only when she afforded herself the opportunity to stop and think and breathe did she realize that there were, in fact, some familiar faces here in the rift. She recognized the once-Sultan, though she didn’t know him, per se. Perhaps more importantly, Iskra was there. The one she and Melita could probably count as their oldest friend seeing as how he was present at their birth. The only one that she had known longer were those of her twin sister and her mother. A tiny sigh of relief broke free of her lips, as she’d been unaware she’d been holding her breath. Perhaps more had survived the fall of Helovia than she’d thought. It’d been so chaotic after all. The explosions of light. The smoke.
And then nothing at all.
She shivered, unconsciously - unwillingly, before slightly curved ears flicked in the direction of Kaos himself. The girl took an unconscious step back when Kaos announced that he was crafted from the very Gods her mother had once spoken of defeating. Her mother had told her about the crocodile, the wolf, and the tiger she had fought. She was glad that she and Prudence had thought to hide the scale, for now she felt somewhat differently about carrying such a thing.
She leaned closer to Melita, her anchor in this world. Since they hadn’t found mother, they’d simply have to be enough for eachother until they found her. Clem could do nothing for a moment but simply nod at her sister’s words of comfort, whilst taking a deep breath so as to steady her resolve. “So I guess this means we go exploring, huh?” she queried, gamely looking up at her sister, trying her best to mirror some of the honeybee’s bravery.
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Rainforest Cliffs
