Heaven's Ridge Mountains

[Karameida]

Location : North of Taunton Academies main building.​

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Heaven's Ridge Mountains,
Named for it's immense beauty and incredible height.
It's a sea of jagged rocks and steep cliffs,
The view is breathtaking but the mist hides many skeletons,
Bodies that lay impaled upon the rocks.
Should you succeed in your endeavor to reach the top of the massive wall of rock,
you will be treated to a sight of the star's and planets that you could never hope to see from the ground.
Enjoy it as best you can, it may be the last thing you'll ever see.

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[darkangel76]

Name/Nickname : Emilie Ravenhurst
Attire : Navy blue cotton top (shows off tummy); dark blue skinny jeans; black leather belt; black boots; earrings.
Location : Heaven's Ridge Mountains (walking up one of the paths).
Time : Night
Tagging : Anyone.
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Emilie's left thumb and middle finger clamped together about her right wrist, making an interesting sort of bracelet for herself. She looked down at the wrist she seemed to be 'measuring', her left hand sliding ever upwards until finally, her thumb could no longer touch her middle finger. At that moment, she scowled and dropped her hand to her side, the bruises beneath suddenly becoming visible. "So what," she mumbled to herself as she dropped the other hand in a huff, her dark eyes shifting from her wrists to the path that wound its way upward before her.

The trail was one she'd only recently found and had only walked on one other time prior. It was rough terrain, but scenic. If one could call the grounds around Taunton scenic. They were definitely different, she wouldn't argue that and they definitely conjured up images, sometimes even caused nightmares. But regardless of anything, it was a far cry from where she'd come from, so she'd never complain and at Taunton she was amongst those who weren't seemingly out to 'get' her. Or so she figured anyway. Then again, she hadn't been there for overly long. But so far, things had been all right, people letting her be, letting her live in peace.

Per usual, Emilie needed to find a way relax, to calm her nerves and blow off some steam. As a result, most nights she liked to exercise in some way. And now that she'd found a decent trail up the nearby mountains, she figured it would be a great way to kill several birds with one stone. From what she could recall, the trail hadn't been too bad a climb, but tonight she was hoping to climb a bit further than before. Perhaps she could make it a challenge for herself--each night she could try to go a bit further than the night before. Of course, eventually she'd have to find a stopping point, one could only go so far before they'd have to turn around. But even still, it could become a fun game. Maybe.

Just then, Emilie turned a corner, a shriek escaping her lips as she did so. Stopping dead in her tracks, she saw what appeared to be what used to be human, a rotting corpse that had once been alive. Immediately, she looked upward, her eyes scanning the mountains as they spanned above her. She swallowed hard, wondering who had fallen and why. Her heart immediately began to pound beneath her breast and a strange sense of panic began to set in. Should she press on or go back?

Setting her jaw, Emilie flicked her dark hair over her shoulder. Press on. She couldn't go back now. She had a goal and by god she was going to see it through.

 

[darkangel76]

Name/Nickname : Emilie Ravenhurst
Attire : Navy blue cotton top (shows off tummy); dark blue skinny jeans; black leather belt; black boots; earrings.
Location : Heaven's Ridge Mountains (walking up one of the paths).
Time : Night
Tagging : Anyone.
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Panic flowing through her veins, the bile rising into her throat, Emilie continued ever onward. The sky was bright with moonlight, harsh rays that made her eyes hurt as she continued up along the path. The farther she walked, the more she found she couldn't shake the feeling. A strange nervousness began to grow deep in the pit of her stomach, the acids churning wretchedly to the point where nausea began to hit her hard. She stopped a moment and bent at the waist, her head moving between her knees. Deep breaths. Yes, slow and deep. She had to keep her focus as the burning sensation tried to consume her, wanting to take over as she dry heaved a few times.

"Not now, damn it. Not now..." Emilie felt her blood boil slightly with shame and frustration, her hands moving to rub frantically against her jean clad thighs. Slowly she stood up and took a deep breath before letting it out once again. Slow and methodical.

Emilie looked up at the moon, her left hand absently seeking her right wrist so that her fingers could encircle it. Slowly, they moved upward... measuring, measure. Damn! She scowled, letting out the tiniest of growls before letting her hands drop to her sides, the rotting corpse she'd seen forgotten. Licking her lips, she let out a sigh and began to press on. The path was becoming steeper, the climb harder. A turn was up ahead and she wondered how many more she'd have to traverse before reaching a plateau... or... the top? The top. She glanced upward for a brief moment, her eyes scanning what seemed to be a steep drop off from a cliff-like wall. The mountains seemed to go on forever. And ever. Did they ever end?

Suddenly, Emilie shrieked. Another impaled body! Rotting, stinking. She covered her mouth at the sight of it, her body shaking in fear. In an instant, she knew she had to go back. She'd done enough for one night... In that moment, she turned on her heels and ran. Running, running, never looking back once. Running, running, not stopping until she reached the Academy itself.

(Emilie exits to Taunton Academy)