The girl had left the shrine a long time ago; she had no need for the enduring beliefs and whims of a civilization that had since evolved so very far. The Fe'gan Mountains were the useful location to her; quiet and secluded and cold, she knew the mountains were a real refuge for her.
After all, she'd run for freedom, to preserve her Self. Just like the others. And even if they'd been scattered, at least they were free - while unable to locate one another, she felt certain that they would know if any one of them was in danger. She pulled her thin sweater tighter around her frame - the unfortunate result of her wandering was that she was supremely unprepared for the cold that the Fe'gan mountains brought with them.
But she'd felt called to this unwelcoming terrain; she felt as if she needed to come.
After all, she'd run for freedom, to preserve her Self. Just like the others. And even if they'd been scattered, at least they were free - while unable to locate one another, she felt certain that they would know if any one of them was in danger. She pulled her thin sweater tighter around her frame - the unfortunate result of her wandering was that she was supremely unprepared for the cold that the Fe'gan mountains brought with them.
But she'd felt called to this unwelcoming terrain; she felt as if she needed to come.