The figure was coming closer making it harder for her blurry eyes to continue its cruel trick. It was a woman, not a man. The girl tried to move back again, unable to bring herself to bring down her sword. Tears rolled down her face as she felt trapped. However, for a brief moment... a feeling of lightness in her feet. She wanted to look but fear kept her weak eyes trapped on the figure, the woman. From this distance, Tempris could make out her words.
"I don't want to go. Please dont take me to the ice box." Tempris wanted to cry, she wanted to ball like she did in her memories. However she didn't. As she continued to look and peel away the blurry filter of trauma. The woman's voice became more clear, more soft, more comforting. It was like something she heard before. It was special, a voice she felt like she knew in her heart. But something stopped her from remembering. Something cold, something dark pulled her mind back to the church. The evil place that pretended to follow Illumin. Then she saw the hand.
Tempris looked at it clenching her teeth. The voice that followed it was hypnotic, something the girl wanted to give into if only to hide from her fears. It was something she wanted all her life. Still, she found herself flinching away, trembling as if the hand would capture her by her hair, pulling her away out of the invisible trap. However, it didn't. Not only that, it waited. Tempris opened an eye, seeing it was still there. The woman was much clearer now. A beautiful lady, a face that she never seen yet it was a face that felt... familiar. It was something she should of known.
The woman name was Karisa, the Guild Master of Empyrean Divine. One of the well establish mages of the land. But that was not what Tempris should have known, or lets say... thats not what felt familiar about her. This was their first meeting, the girl has never been this close to a figure yet Tempris in her heart could feel that they meet before. It was a moment of faith, The girl started to hyperventilate as she ran through every memory in her head. None of the pain she felt had this woman in vision. The woman, was a new warmth. All warmth should be accepted.
Tempris suddenly felt her sword hit the ground and her hand in the woman's. The feeling in her feet returned allowing her to feel the soft earthly ground beneath her toes. Her feet weren't dancing and so they were free to finally give out. Tempris fell to her knees dropping her weapon completely due to her exhaustion. With that, the vision of the church and everything that felt cold vanished.
It took Tempris a minute to build up the energy to remember how to control her legs again, but the girl still had her resolved. In this warm presences, she would find a way to stand. She grabbed the handle of her sword and pushed slowly pushed off the ground. Her legs wobbled a baby just learning to walk. Then with her knees locked she looked up at the woman. She wasn't in the church anymore. She was free from the dark memory.
"Kar-is-a," Temrpis repeated still mesmerize by sudden warmth of the woman along with her freedom from dancing. There was a lot to pick up after the mental breakdown. It took a couple breathes but eventually she would be able to find the words to answer. "I-I'm Tempris..." She looked away from the woman to finally verify the truth. Her toes clenched the earth, savoring this feeling. "The spa? I-I never been. Is it cold... cold there?" Tempris would allow herself to be guided unable to really resist the woman's energy, unable to resist this familiar warmth.
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