"There's a town?" She sounds a little like she disbelieves that, only because there are no helpful signs saying "TOWN RIGHT OVER HERE." She's a simple girl who expects simple things.
Elena honestly wouldn't be surprised if she was travelling in the wrong direction, hearing a voice that was unfamiliar and not there at all. But what were the chances that she'd be hearing a voice she can't recognise? Isn't it usually a familiar voice drawing you out into the unknown?
She takes stock in her gut telling her that the voice is real, and she ventures straight ahead, hoping with every cell of her being that she's going in the right direction.
And it seems she might be. The snow may be thick and she may be chilled to the bone, but the cluster of trees begins to thin out. A good few minutes later, she'll be able to see the town.
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Elena honestly wouldn't be surprised if she was travelling in the wrong direction, hearing a voice that was unfamiliar and not there at all. But what were the chances that she'd be hearing a voice she can't recognise? Isn't it usually a familiar voice drawing you out into the unknown?
She takes stock in her gut telling her that the voice is real, and she ventures straight ahead, hoping with every cell of her being that she's going in the right direction.
And it seems she might be. The snow may be thick and she may be chilled to the bone, but the cluster of trees begins to thin out. A good few minutes later, she'll be able to see the town.
"Please tell me this town has a fire!"