The sacred hills of zeriyas is the one and only hill that had been blessed by the dragon gods. The story was, a little child named Gerlew had been living at the mountain top for many years, surviving alone. Many found it hard to believe and it was indeed hard to believe. A child, small, petite had been living in the wild hills for many years and had not one injury befallen him. Many believed he worked with the magic practitioners though many claimed that the child was no human.
The child in reality was a normal child abandoned by his parents for unknown reasons. One day, a group of bandits decided to seek the child being unable to believe the story of him surviving on his own they came to their own conclusion that the child possessd some kind of treasure. After arriving at the hill top they noticed the child praying and sneeked into his house. They weren't welcomed and unwelcomed people aren't considered guests. Those people found no shred of life inside the hut. The child caught them in the act but was very calm. The raiders never returned to their homes from that day on. And no one had ever seen the child after that day.
Valecta spoke of the story of the sacred hills to the child as he listened to it in anticipation. The address was clear. But what it led them to was definitely not mentioned in the direction. A waterfall.
Water pouring down from a hundred or more miles. It seemed scary to even assume standing near it. But the address had told them to speak of a phrase in Valecta's mother tongue to open the doors to the sacred temple.
Their way to the sacred Hill was shortened due to being offered a lift by the tavern owner. The road was shaky but the litter didn't seem to break anytime soon and so they reached the hill safe and sound. The distance between the hill and the tavern wasn't long but it wasn't nearby either.
After reaching the sacred hills, a short walk caught up to them to lend it to their present situation.
The sacred temple was a myth. A legendary one, say the words of the hell and the gate to heaven shall open." Kutros fikhun jhaniya tawlo butygomri". Valecta was skeptical about all this. She wasn't a religious person neither did she worship the dragon gods.It was only for the sake of her being lost without a purpose that she had arrived on this address.
They stood on a rocky cliff facing the waterfall. A jump would've take them in the water."i-i don't know to swim", Brit spoke with fear starting to crawl within him, doubting Valecta's actions. "I'm not that cruel kid", speaking of it reminded her of her cruelty that the child had witnessed earlier. "Okay maybe i am but not towards innocents..". "Was my mother not innocent..?". Valecta gave out a sigh and spoke "No.. She wasn't..".The child had started to remember her mother again. Her remembrance in the middle of the night made the child weep like no other. A voice filled with sorrow, the child was left alone.
"We'll be staying on this hill and move out and head to the waterfall in the morning again". "okay..",he spoke with a drained voice. Valecta adjusted herself to his height and said, "We are all we have now... Would.. you accept me as your family..",Val felt nervous. The child's eyes lit up at the mention of having a family again. "okay..". Val ruffled the child's hair.
They prepared a fire and surrounded around it, eating whatever ration they had. A piece of beef jerky for each. The cub wasn't very interested in having a taste. Everyone had fallen asleep after filling a part of their stomach and a portion of their hunger. Valecta was too tired and clueless about what was lurking through these forests on these hours. Which cost her.