Once I regained my senses, I opened my eyes. Quickly, I took a glance at the closest area, finding myself to be in a dispersed pool. To my fortune, the rain had spread it wide enough, avoiding my body to suffocate.
"G-," despite my attempt to call upon my grannie, my voice was mostly gone. Had it been the shock? Was it the reason my emotions were frozen?
"Van! I found someone!" An unfamiliar voice rebounded off a man close by.
"What's this thing?" The gallant-looking fellow looked down on me. As soon as my eyes reached his body, the complexity of his clothing amazed me. A white shirt with buttons and a red vest on top, leaving the thorax and sleeves free. The arm garments only went to the elbows. On the chest area, it had a golden medal, stuck to a blue stripe. The trousers were brown and long covering all the way to the ankle, leaving the feet to be sheltered by dark brown boots.
The rest of them had wood tone leather clothing, uniforms of sorts. They all seemed to look at this Van figure with respect. It was no different than the way we had looked at our village elder these past years.
Along his side, others, too, approached as curiosity grew within them.
"Isn't it mud?" hastily, he pointed at the pool beneath me, the culprit of turning my clothing like this or to be fair one of them. The main one had been the black sun: the troll who landed outta nowhere and wrecked everything havoc in a big boom.
My eyes looked down at myself, compared to them, mine was entirely made of fluffy animal fur. Times had been rather cold and wet, causing most of us to hide at home. We only left our houses to farm, fish, hunt, or harvest food from trees and the ground bushes.
"Jenny!" Van ordered.
A blue-haired beauty stood out from the rest, glancing at him with a smile.
"Wash this..." he dared not meet my eyes. Instead, his finger pointed where I was, failing by four palms.
The girl took a thin black stick with a white tip and aimed it at me.
At such vulgar behavior, I raised my left eyebrow. There was nothing to be afraid of. At the very least they wouldn't eat me.
'Where's the troll?' As I wondered and tried to look elsewhere, water suddenly came straight at me.
Once the random stream stopped, I began coughing.
'What was that for?' Still unable to speak, I complained to them in my mind.
Before anyone could say something, I noticed a certain difference.
'This... but how?' I licked the skin of my hand which I used to partially shield myself from whatever that had been.
It tasted just like the divine spring.
'Is she the goddess?' without thinking twice, I knelt her way.
Had the goddess left her home to save us?
"What is she doing?" Jenny's voice sounded genuinely confused, causing me to raise my head to meet her expression.
'Did I get the wrong person?' Unsure, I shook my head to the sides, leaning it once again. There was no way that I could be wrong. She had used this mysterious water with the same taste as the sacred fountain. Certainly, it has to be the deity or at the very least someone related to her.
"Maybe she needs another dose," once again her stick waved in a circle and water poured out. This time around it hit my hair and back, removing the pile of dirt entangled on it.
For the first time in a long while, I felt thoroughly immaculate from top to bottom. Yet, it was cold causing me to shake.
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"Would you look at that?"
At his underling words, Van glanced my way.
"To think we'd find a fellow human this far."
'Human?' I pondered confused by the term. Was that what I was? No that couldn't possibly be right. After all, I was part of the old tribe of the spring goddess.
"Can't you speak?" His tone came out rather cold scaring me.
"I don't think I'd speak either after being the lone survivor," Jenny did a little stomp with her foot on the ground, pointing at a certain way with her index finger.
At her words, I got up, trembling from top to bottom, feeling whatever hairs I had tingle. My arms crossed as I resisted the icy sensation that permeated my body.
Slowly, I took hold of my bodily balance, walking towards the path she mentioned.
"She seems to understand what we're saying," Jenny followed me with an unbothered expression.
It didn't take more than 20 steps for me to fall on my knees, speechless.
In front of me laid a mountain of corpses of my fellow kin. Some had bite marks, others missed parts, but all had two things in common: they were dead and rotting.
I wailed in despair like only a frail broken teen could. I knew then deep inside that I had lost it all. There was nothing then that could make up for my pain.
Time passed by through my lamentation till I became unable to continue it.
It was then that I felt a mantle fall on me. But I didn't move nor did I had the strength or liveness to thank whoever did it.
"Take your time healing," the young man who had found me passed in front of my empty eyes, carrying something on his hands.
Then, I started hearing a consecutive sound followed by another one.
To some extent, I resisted turning my gaze to the origin, but it started to annoy me.
I only wanted peace and quiet, and this guy, Vincent, kept doing his best to bother me.
As soon as my eyes caught his figure, I noticed a muscular back. It looked sturdier than the backs of the men from my village.
It made me wonder to a whimsical extent on how to get something like that. Was it even a real thing?
My eyes looked at whatever was in his hands. It was a wooden stick, but it had something more. Grey at the tip with a somewhat round shape, allowed him to get the dirt out of the way.
In the bottom of my despair, I asked naturally, "wh-at is..."
Slowly, he glanced my way with a heartwarming smile, "so you can talk after all."
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