Dreams to Dahshur[Solo-Plot]

Without even realizing it, without a single inkling of how she had wandered there, she found herself in a familiar place. As she walked she brushed her hands across the intricate engravings that covered the stone walls of the temple, knowing more and more with every passing second that she was once again brought back to her place of upbringing. A mere glance at each series of carvings was all that was needed to know the entire story of each wall of carvings, one telling the creation tale of their earth while another told of the rising of the temples lesser god Alonne. Though despite that she was in a familiar place there would be little to no relief in its presence around her as to all of her knowledge she had left that place long ago.

"Come closer little one." At the very sound of the voices first syllable she already knew the creature that had uttered it, and every fiber of her being told her to find a way to leave the wretched place she had found herself in. Though whenever she had attempted to turn around her the voice would ring again inside of her head, like a small creature clawing at the inside of her skull, and find herself again without even realizing it wandering deeper and deeper into the temple to a place she knew all too well.

As she helplessly walked closer towards that room she could see dark shadows dancing and creeping across the walls towards the room from the corner of her eyes. The walking ensued until she finally found herself at a impasse. In front of her was a locked wooden door that lead to the one place she both knew the most, and the one place that she had hoped to never return to. "You are almost there little one, just one more step." The voice spoke again, and this time it felt far more familiar that its previous words, as if the same event had transpired a number of times beyond counting. Knowing that the voice wanted her to just open the door. As if she had little choice she found herself reaching for the door's handle and slowly opening it. With every creak and noise the door made as it was opening she could feel every breath of the dark aura leaking out and pulling her in. When the door was finally opened she could see and feel nothing but the darkness dancing around in peaceful bliss around its caller. The last thing she could see was the iconic smile of of her once teacher and the unforgettable feeling that she was helpless to take control of the darkness around her.

"Oi Priestess" Once again back in the world of reality, Mel slowly opened her eyes to see the world around her. Just as she had expected to see she was once again back in the confines of the open top carriage, hearing the familiar sounds of horse hooves clanging against the rough stone roads below them and the sound of wood creaking as it was pulled across the hot desert roads. "We're almost to Dahshur." she heard the same voice again as she looked towards the front of the carriage to see the driver looking back at her with his scruffy face, putting her friendly smile and face on. "My thanks driver, How kind of you to wake me up so I could see this incandescent sight from afar."

Mel rolled back her hood to release her long blonde hair and to finally take a good look at her destination. At the very reaches of her eye sight she could see the large city and the heavy waves of the ocean that it laid against. Though even with the knowledge that her trip to the city was almost over she could not shake the feeling that the dream had given her as it had the numerous times she had already had it. The helpless feeling of being unable to control herself around that woman was nothing but the most disheartening experience for her. The very remembrance of the dream sent a chill down her spine that contradicted the hot desert air around her and almost made her forget of the very reasons why she decided to journey to Dahshur. With all she knew it may of just been unconscious reasoning to get as far away from her old home as possible; Alonne temple, the place where she both grew up and was taught by that woman. That woman had both taught her everything that she knew, and showed her just how much pull she had on her student even across the vast distances she had put between them. This was the very notion that spurred Mel to push the distances between them further and further, both in physical distance and in sheer power. With the knowledge that the next destination of her aimless journey was in sight she snuffed out that lingering feeling and waited for the carriage to reach the edges of the city.

Before long the edges of the coastal city began to become clearer and clearer with every passing moment of the carriage moving closer, the vague images of buildings and massive temples began to show their details to the outside world. The smell in the air began to drastically change from the near scentless hot air of the desert and change into the distinct smell of fish and salt water, the cool air flowing from the coast was a welcome reprise from the harsh heat of the desert. By the time that the carriage reached the city walls Meluka had just about gained her bearings after waking up from that unending dream. "And here we are Priestess." the driver said as he pulled back the reins to stop the carriage.

With the carriage finally at his finial destination Meluka breathed out a breath of relief that that ungodly trip was finally over. It was not the trip itself that wore her out, rather she enjoyed being out in the middle of no where with no one around, but instead it was the driver and the other passengers who would constantly pester her. Those moments made her deeply regret of traveling under the guise of a temple priestess. Once the other passengers took their leave off of the back of the carriage and payed the driver his wages, Meluka took her turn and began to reach into her coin pouch to pay the driver as well "No need to worry Priestess, I would not dare to charge a lady of the gods."

"You are too kind driver, I shall pray to the gods for your safe travels instead." she would softly speak to the driver, who would respond in kind by tipping his hat to the young girl and slightly blush feeling so lucky to have such a beautiful young priestess bless her presence on his carriage. Damn straight you wont charge me, these free traveling expenses almost make you unbearable idiots worth it. she would imaginatively say to the driver as she walked away from the carriage; it would become apparently obvious that she would not be praying for his safe travels, most likely she would pray for bandits or some other of misfortune. The girls thoughts revealed her true nature, while she gave off the aura and appearance of a kind hearted temple priestess she was nothing of the sorts; in fact she was not even a priestess at all. Although to her merit a good portion of her life was spent in practicing for such a life role, she only thanked what ever god or random universal occurrence that she was spared from such a unbearable role.

With that annoyance out of her way and mind Meluka turned her attention to the more pressing issue of finding what she came here for within the city. As she would enter the city she would put up her friendly ruse with the towns guards, telling them about how she was on a religious pilgrimage from one of the distant temples of the west side of the empire. Those words alone, combined with her proper looks and attire, were enough to sway their trust and allow her to enter the city with little to no effort.