FREEDOM'S BREATH || Introduction

[RHIANNON]

―――― What had Rhiannon done to get where she was now? How long had she been in this place, no more than a lingering shadow under someone else's command, no more than a dog to answer commands at someone else's bidding? Too long, and yet no longer. All the same, Rhiannon did not yet have a way out of this place, and was resigned to have to be here until she did find a way to escape. A former slave. That's what she was, and though she had regained her freedom, there were some that still saw the blind snow-leopard as one, like a ball and chain still dragged from her legs. The blind woman slowly walked her way through the camp, her steps slow and low to the ground, feeling each press of her paw to the ground beneath her body, her breathing as quiet as she could make it as she listened to what was around her, weaving around objects and people in her way until she could find a relatively quiet place to rest under the shade of a nearby temple. She was her own woman now, and that was not a fact that she would take lightly. With her head held high, the blind woman breathed slowly, barely stirring the sand beneath her paws as she listened to the camp going on around her, a lone paw moving slowly to scratch into the sand near her, quietly kept tally marks dragging into the deeper layers of the sand near her paws, turning up just enough earth to feel if she brushed her paw against the very tops of it, silently keeping track of some lone statistic around her.

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