After a long day, she had eventually decided to take some rest for herself, away from the busy streets in the middle ring that were driving her mad sometimes. She didn’t show it most of the time, but she missed the place she grew up in. The rich jungle of Avalon where everything felt much more alive, and in balance with nature. They didn’t have trains or a lot of emissions, no, instead they lived from what the earth provided them. They took care of it, and in return, nature gave them everything they ever needed. Whereas Alderrath took a very different approach.

It was hard sometimes, but Remiël had gotten used to so much of it since she had been seven years old when she was brought into the city. She could only vaguely remember her life in the jungle, also mainly because she pushed most of those memories aside. They simply hurted too much for her, as they reminded her about dead parents. In a way, she was trying to protect herself from her old childhood trauma’s, but that didn’t mean she was always successful. Today had been one of those days where her past had started to catch up with her, which was why she needed some time alone. And it was also the reason why she had made way to the agrarian ring, because there was at least a bit more of nature to be found.

Her eyes were mostly focused on the setting sun, slowly diving into the horizon, leaving a golden glow in which the moon was already visible as well, on the other side. The beauty of it was able to distract her from the sadness within her heart, as it had been able to dry her tears. But, due to this, she hadn’t seen the young man sitting against a tree, almost falling asleep. Her foot got caught behind his leg, and she found her balance a little too late to prevent herself from falling forward onto the ground. She had, however, been able to catch herself with her hands, right before she quickly tried to find the thing that had made her trip, what happened to be a person. ”Oh, oh, I’m so sorry. Did..” She started rambling a bit with a worried look on her face. ”Did I hurt you?” Immediately her concert went to the person she had apparently kicked, as she quickly felt rather bad about it.

It was an accident, a horrible accident. All because she hadn’t been focused on where she was going and where she was placing her feet. Her eyes had been caught by the beauty of the setting sun, and she had not seen the boy sitting against the tree. It didn’t matter that much to her that she had fallen as well, because she was mainly worried about him, since she kicked him, pretty hard, or that’s what it had felt like. And she had been able to catch herself still rather nicely.

Remiël heard him cry out when she fell, but, when she turned to him, he didn’t seem all too happy about it. I mean, she could get it, as she wouldn’t have been happy about it either, but she was still able to forgive another person’s mistakes. Her eyes were a bit wide when he started talking to her, and this didn’t change after what he had said. ”I.. Yes, I do. I’m..” She said, trying to apologize again, but hadn’t she already done that? She didn’t want to keep repeating herself over and over again, and instead asked him if she had hurt him. Right after she had been able to stand back up onto her feet, he did so too, and she watched his legs to observe if he had a limp, or something of the sort. But when he took some unsteady steps in her direction, she backed off. Not because she was afraid of him, but you could never know what a person was up to. She slightly raised her hands, to show him that she didn’t mean to harm him. ”I..” She started again, because deep down, she felt the urge to make this right, knowing that she could.. But it was too dangerous, and it was a risk she wasn’t allowed to take, right? ”If you let me, I can help you. I promise you.” She said, maybe she could make it seem like it wasn’t magic at all.

His reaction might have been a little extreme, or so that was what she thought. But many people in Alderrath didn’t respond to these kinds of situations in the way that she did, and most of the time, she felt more like the odd one out. They were all so tense, in some form or way, while Remiël always tried to remain calm. She wanted to help people, not to bring more troubles into their lives. Maybe if she had grown up in a city where most people only thought of themselves, she would have responded differently as well. But she did not, and his reaction wouldn’t change her.

Her eyes had watched his leg, trying to observe how much damage she had done to it, and she could see the limp in his walk. It only got worse after he discarded her help and took a few steps back. She could feel the tenseness in her own body relax after he did that, because she felt less threatened by him taking more distance. ”Are you sure?” She asked, a bit more calmly now, with eyes hinting at his limp. Letting him know that she had seen that he was in pain. If he was truly fine, he might as well demonstrate it by walking away from her, and then she would leave him alone. But, then again, she didn’t think that was the case. And she wanted to make it up to him.