'I keep messing up... I shouldn't have said anything...'
Striding forward, Lillian summoned the Fluttering Prowl—her black cloak—and wrapped it around herself. She clutched the edges of it as she moved towards the village of sand surrounding the large pit in the distance.
Lillian breathed shakily, feeling her hands shake from the cold as she was lost in her own thoughts.
'I'm such a screw up...'
She ran away again... A regular occurrence in her past life, which Lillian didn't wish to remember.
As she approached the countless large mounds of sand in the distance, she tripped and fell onto her knees, causing her tear-covered face to contort in frustration.
"Fucking shit..."
She hated sand... So much...
With the support of the Jungle Lord, she was pulled back onto her feet. However, because of her depressing clumsiness, her fall had caused vibrations to spread through the ground, causing a species to awaken.
Skrr... Skr...
