Toying with Time

[Caira Ayryn]

The preparations had been made! Yet somehow, Caira ended up at the same Nexus gate that she had entered Camelot. She had since returned, ridden on horseback, past Minas Tirith after sending a little bird to carry a message to his home. Yes, so that his family might know what happened to him, and that the ranks would provide suit.

She was going to summon a Pegasus when she spotted Dalaran but now it seemed she had overshot her destination.Tch, how do you miss a giant floating island? She pulled out the carefully folded and bloodstained map, one that had been found in his journal's first flap, and straightened it out against the ground. She had been in Camelot near three days and had barely seen a thing! How frustrating.

Still, the girl with waves of black hair and the strangely contrasting attire of a black cloak and a single white gauntlet on her right arm; her glowing eyes weighed with an expression that looked ragged and tired yet somehow more alive than ever as she leaned forward over the map. Her eyes trailed the crimson corners, Don't look at the blood! You don't want to think about that! she now remembered, how she had missed Dalaran.

Caira held out her hand and imagined sunglasses, yes, because those would help her change the world. But they appeared and morphed at her fingertips with the glowing tool, Omlinium. She held them in her hands for a moment, hopefully I won't have to hide, she thought and referred to her past moments, where soldiers might come upon her and pursue her if she were spotted, because of her association with General List's death.

The corners of her mouth turned upward and into a smile, "At this rate, I'll never get there." She mused and then heard a rustling in the bushes behind her, she swiftly turned, at the ready for any disastrously striking force to be aimed at her.