Part 1 The beginning of her quest
It was done, a body formed with her hands, now in the shape of a bird. It was everything she had hoped for. It was supposed to be perfect.
But why was there this terrible feeling in her chest?
"What have I done? What-"
The way back was not long, filled with doubts, until she stood in front of the entrance to her chambers and turned abruptly to the left.
Another turn to the right brought her to a small fountain.
Voll had had it sculpted just for her, surrounded by flowers from the plant she once wore in her hair.
Her image appeared in the smooth surface of the water and, like her, reached out to pluck one of the flowers growing over the edge.
Just like her, it snatched her hand back in an instant. The thorns of the plant had caught her finger.
Without thinking, she wanted to heal it as she always did but...
the wound did not close.
With puzzled eyes, she looked at the slightly bleeding scratch, normally so easy to remove.
Without warning, a wave of anger broke over her. Her hand clenched and shot out again. First into her reflection, which looked back with the same rage, “Rahhgghaa!“ then at the damned plant.
Out of breath, she stood in front of the fountain, her hands scratched and the plant destroyed.
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Hot tears ran down her face and neck. The chambers Winnowill shared with Voll were filled with darkness that brimmed with silent sadness.
Mere days had passed since Tyldak had recovered enough to show himself again. The Gliders reaction was dominated with awe and disgust mixing together into a weird isolation for Winnowill. Everyone seemed distant, even Voll who had sunken deeper into his melancholy than ever before.
To her question if he was alright he answered: “Oh dear, bone and muscle bend for you and yet even you can't give the Gliders children.”.
It wasn't true. She could. But her blood froze when thinking of what she had done, when thinking about telling them.
No, that wasn't an option.
The time the others took ignoring her was spent making a plan, now ready to enact.
Not many things would be worth taking with, in fact Winnowills travel pack consisted of a shawl, a small bag, a water skin as well as food and a dagger shaped just for her a while ago.
She knew it wouldn't be enough, though she didn't care.
The plan was simple: find the palace for Voll with the help of a preserver, heal whatever was broken in her soul and lead Voll with the Gliders back to home.
Slinging the pack and shawl over her shoulders Winnowill turned ready to leave, past the sleep Voll.
*My heart, I'm sorry that I have to leave, but when I get back we'll fly back home. Together.* , she sent.
Her lovemate did not rise, Winnowill wiped her tears away and left.
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And so she went on her way, through the familiar halls, down the mountain side into the forest where the last step of preparation was to be made.
Moments after the small whistle sounded into the night a storm of preserver wings blocked her vision.
“High thing has come back! High things come to get us!”, their shrill voices sang.
“I have-”, she said strained “-indeed come to inquire your help.”. Their constant buzzing did not stop. “I am going on a quest to find the palace, our home, your home.”, and within moments it was quiet.
“Highone take us home?”, the buzz rising again, “Ah, well one of you for now.”, quiet.
“Take me!!!” “No me!!!” “Petalwing make best wrap stuff!!!”,
cries erupted, fights broke out, the buzz back in a violent nature. Winnowill had expected this but as she waited they did not stop. Time passed, wearing at her nerves till they snapped.
By the time trees started getting rarer making way for more and more light bushes and grass, the buzz was out of ear shot.
Winnowill was fuming,“Fine I'll find the palace on my own you useless, useless things! So so so useless! How did the highone live with these pests!” “We no pests bad High thing!” “Oh no, they ar-”, that wasn't good now she was hearing voices.
One look in her bag revealed that no, her mind was as sound as when she left. A preserver, beautiful blue wings and green bottomless eyes, stared up at her.
“Wingtear comes with High things but High thing is bad!”, their wings fluttered and Winnowill expected them to fly at her face but,”High things bring Wingtear back! No guide for bad High things.”, when the persevere turned it revealed a rip in their wing. This creature could not fly but she could heal- no couldn't.
“High thing not listen!” “No I am hearing you and no I won't bring you back. This is your fault!”, well her journey wasn't going to be boring now.
The two were still arguing as the elf made her way out of the forest, further and further north, further and further away,
further and further towards the palace.
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