Arriving before the others, I found a rock outcrop beside the crimson haired lady, just a little bit farther away from her, and sat on it.
I knew Mia was giving us nothing more than a few minutes to regain a tactile hold on our mental state.
Everyone had been through hell and beyond within the last few hours. The last thing we all needed now was to rush onward with such a… fractured mind.
...Even if that meant being open to eldritch horrors and nightmarish aberrations.
"Aah…" I exhaled deeply.
The best thing I could do now was hope that the cohort, as a whole, had no such bad luck. Exhaling sharply, I took in the view of my surroundings.
My eyes were drawn to the crimson sky above, subtle cracks congealing across its surface, as if some ancient wound was slowly healing. The sight stirred something within me.
'How nostalgic,' I thought, a light smile creeping up on my features.
