It has been a long week since the day I arrived in Elisaria's cottage in the dark forest of Viridis, 4 days since Homura left to return to mother nature and the same tiring week of training this body to keep up with my abilities yet it still had a long way to go before I could be able to fight in full strength and stamina like my original body.
Nevertheless, the weight of the katana has gotten lighter in my hands then the first time I had held it 2 weeks ago. In general Diana's body has gotten used to the intense swinging and running around a 10km block 3 times a day but the strength not so much however I'm getting there.... Barely.
Furthermore, I had used my spare time to poison my weapons with the Veleno flower I picked up from the forest grounds of Viridis. Elisaria had helped with processing it and giving me advice on how to extract the poison even if she did feel weary and suspicious about it yet didn't question me and minded her own business.
I followed behind Elisaria through the forest where she lead me to the Andmine Arbor which she promised to take me to when I had healed and when it bloomed. We didn't talk throughout the 3 hours walk with Alaric behind us. Not an utter of word between us and I liked that, I had the time to myself to think of my plans and admire the scenery of the forest and it's creatures.
It was this morning I had bathed in the enchanting lake of the fairies before slipping into my clean and sewed Kimono and packed my supplies into my bag and said farewell to Demarcus who was going to stay with Elisaria until his wing had healed before setting off to home in Argentum, returning to the rightful place he belonged just like how I will later.
I'm won't lie to myself, but it was heartbreaking saying goodbye to the dragon that kindly got you this far even if he was forcefully taken from his home by the person who caused it. The gentle emerald eyes of the dragon that stared into my inner soul, the one that made me feel that I wasn't some sort of human monster, a curse to my family and cold-hearted killer from the 21st century that was feared among my organisations.
The feeling of my heart being punctured by needles over and over again was overbearing, deep inside I found myself wanting to bring him with me, but I knew that was going to cause a lot of panic to the people in my world. Not wanting to feel such heartache feeling, I had forced it to become a shadow behind my heart. A short memory of happiness that was taken away by the darkness again.
My heart is a compass with the arrow set on pointing to the one thing that thrives me to continue living.
"Here we are" I was taken away from my train of thoughts by Elisaria bored tone. She stood with her hand shoving a hovering leaf branch out of the way for me to see what laid beyond it. My eyes grew bigger than walnut as it laid upon a pink leaved tree that grew on a little island of itself encircled by a crystal-clear lake.
It's branches twirled in a swirl as little white crystals hung down from the pink leaves making it glitter under the sun. A long white diamond shaped crystal grew from the centre of the trunk, small branches clung around it like heart trapped in a caged rib.
It was the most beautiful tree I had ever laid eyes on. So, fantasy like.
"When ya done staring, tell me so we can go" Elisaria had to ruin the sudden mood I had by her sarcasm manner. I glanced at her with a poker face expression feeling the owl likes eyes penetrate my inner soul as she smacked her lips together awaiting for my answer.
"Old ladies first" I bowed like a butler escorting a lady to the main room. "Huh" she scoffed.
"A young lass who knows her manners" the old witch cackled under the scratchy tone of hers that made a tingle go up my spine as she strolled in, the branch swinging to a close behind her. My face brows knitted perfectly into a scowl as I heard her cackles echo. 'Tch, you're lucky your old'
Moving the branch of leaves to the side I walked in, the scent of flowers bursting through my nose, as I tried to settled the racing heart of excitement that pounded in my chest. I glanced back at to see Alaric sitting patiently on its two back legs, his green forest eyes stared at me waiting for me to leave.
"Are you not going to come?"
"Do not worry about me Artemis. I shall wait here for my masters return right here" his voice was like a deep melody of the forest.
"I see then" I approached him and placed my hand on his head slowly stroking it. "Goodbye Alaric, I don't think we will ever see each other again"
"To you too" he said with a nod of courtesy. I bowed in return before jogging to the entrance of the place, moving the leave branch aside and stepping into the beautiful scenery.
I treaded carefully on the green grass, following the staggering old witch that ignored every beautiful thing around her and made her way to the banks of the lake.
I however admired the scenery and the things that made this place breathtaking to see. The colourful butterflies that fluttered around before taking rest on a flower, their was fairies that flew past as pixie dust trailed behind them. There was these little mushroom people of all sorts of mushroom types from red polka dots to brown in all little shapes and sizes as they stopped what they were doing and came to stare at me with their little mouths wide open in awe and their beady little eyes following me.
I gave them a small wave without pulling any sort of expression except for a monotone look, one seemed to had suddenly faint from shock. I flinched in guilt, quickly putting my hand down and running away before they all ganged up on me for killing their friend.
I nearly bumped into Elisaria who turned around and glared at me with her squinted eyes. "What did ya do?" she questioned with a smack of her lips again. I glanced behind me to see two of the mushroom people talking in a squeaky language I could not understand beside their fainted friend.
Glancing back at Elisaria I smiled awkwardly revealing my perfectly straight white teeth to her, "That wasn't my fault"
She scoffed rolling her eyes before turning her back on me and continued on walking towards the lake. I put my middle finger up at her with a scowl across my face 'I thought you would have been a nice old lady but your nothing but a rude old fart. I hope you trip on that old cloak of yours and tumble your way into the water and drown'
"What are you doing?"
I felt my heart drop to the bottom, the air had somehow got thick, and my mind went blank. The familiar voice that I assumed I would never hear again was now ringing in my ears.
"Oi, human can you hear me or has that old human stuffed rocks in your ears while you were sleeping?" I slowly turned my head and looked down at the bright orange fox staring at me with the same annoyed honey amber eyes.
Seeing him beside me again and his presence had somehow chased away the lonely feeling that had locked itself in my heart. This foreign feeling of joy that came bursting made my heart tremble a little. "H-Homura?" I had finally uttered. "Yeah, who else would I be?" hearing the annoying sarcasm from him made my mind at ease.
"I don't see any other creature named Homura" he looked around mockingly before laying his eyes at me again, those honey amber eyes of his that looked like autumn itself made me realise that even if he is annoying, snobby, or dramatic at sometimes he really is a beautiful fox.
"I thought you had left?" I asked.
"I did"
"But why did you come back, I thought you hated me and wanted to return back to the forest" I rose an eyebrow crossing my hands and waited for the answer at the fox who opened his snout to answer when he closed with wide eyes, those eyes that held autumn itself stared at me as if he was thinking of an excuse to say instead of the truth.
"Someone like you can get in trouble with those pesky humans. As the responsible one out of us I will guide you to the right choice" Homura had placed his black paw on his chest before stretching it in the air like he was touching an invisible hand.
"Are you worried about me?" my lips twisted into a smirk and my eyes reflected mischief.
Homura looked at me deadpanned. "Who would be worried about you? I'm just here so you wouldn't make a fool out of yourself"
A forced irritated smile perched my lips "Why you little shit"
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