The walk seemed to take us forever, All I could see were trees from each side, and the track was unfamiliar to me. I still hadn't noticed even a slight sign that we were near the Feral Wild. In fact, we seemed to be heading towards the dark tropics, the world of Barangan.
I could still remember the first time They brought me to this place. I was blindfolded, and all I had noticed was the sudden change in the temperature. The cold breeze was overtaken by the warmth of the burning fire that lightened the stiff rocky road up the mountain.
They could see the dark stone walls of the castle the composed The Dark Tropics. She had also considered that as their home. The last time she had been there, they made her feel comfortable and accepted, and she didn't doubt that they would treat her the same.
