บท 244: Volume 5 - Prologue

A small girl ran through the woods, her blond hair matched by a pair of large, fennec-like ears and a tail covered in fur except for the tip.

She ran and ran, fearful of every sound. Of every shadow that shifted under the light of Aviye's moons. But something other than fear drove her towards the place she was running to.

The forbidden place, where nature reigned and a great spirit made its home.

She needed something. More than life itself, she needed it.

And so when she stumbled and rolled into the clearing, with its small lake and the island at its center, she did not cry as she forced herself to stand. Though her knees were bloodied and she hurt all over, she waded into the lake, swimming for the center. For the island that glowed blue-white from the mana of the spirit dwelling there.