Aurelia
Aurelia traveled to the Hollowed Ground not long after receiving Wessex's letter, and almost immediately after the paper she'd posted on Torchline's notice board. It was unlikely that word had traveled to the Grounds yet, but regardless she had something for one of the leaders here.
It had taken her some time to figure out where she might most likely find Isla Lockwood, but most answers eventually pointed her in the direction of the infirmary. She feels out of place here, and the whole setup reminds her far too much of home. It feels dark, cramped, struggling to breathe in a world that wants to put it under. There's a reason she hadn't visited the region very much (if at all), and it wasn't because of a prejudice against the Ascended.
Swallowing thickly, she decides to stop at the front door and knock. Because that is polite, isn't it? And she isn't here to cause a disturbance. "Isla Lockwood? I have a message for you," she calls out. She pushes back the hood of her cloak and glances around at the windows, stepping back from the door, hoping that someone would answer.
It had taken her some time to figure out where she might most likely find Isla Lockwood, but most answers eventually pointed her in the direction of the infirmary. She feels out of place here, and the whole setup reminds her far too much of home. It feels dark, cramped, struggling to breathe in a world that wants to put it under. There's a reason she hadn't visited the region very much (if at all), and it wasn't because of a prejudice against the Ascended.
Swallowing thickly, she decides to stop at the front door and knock. Because that is polite, isn't it? And she isn't here to cause a disturbance. "Isla Lockwood? I have a message for you," she calls out. She pushes back the hood of her cloak and glances around at the windows, stepping back from the door, hoping that someone would answer.
So leave me and tell me what I already know
That I trialled and I failed and it's good to let it go
That I trialled and I failed and it's good to let it go