by Cactologist » Wed Aug 19, 2020 3:46 am
Username: Cactologist
Name: Chanterelle (Elle)
Gender: Heifer
Collar: To match eyes with a mushroom theme
Prompt:
"The trees called to me, urging me to abandon what I knew and vanish into the oncoming night..." - Maggie Stiefwater
Chanterelle lived and breathed the arts. Music, poetry, visual art, she consumed it all. Even more so than that, though, she lived for the notion of nature. She was born and raised in the city, as far from nature as one can be, but the thought of it still drove her. The city was screaming with a wish to be heard, running with a wish to achieve, clawing with a wish to be seen. It was isolating although it was crammed tight, dead although it was so lively. Don't get her wrong, Elle loved the city, she really did. She loved the opportunities it presented and the endless stream of individuals to meet, but she needed something more, or perhaps something less.
All her life she had heard rumors of the wonders of nature, mere whispered stories from those who claimed to have seen it. Every day Elle wondered if such a place could really exist beyond the fairytales she was so fond of, but her wonderings never exceeded that, at least until today. For the first time in the span of Elle's life, the mutterings of nature were on everyone's lips, both in awe and fear. "The wall is cracked..." "Tall, rough brown things, with green stuff at the top..." "I swear I saw something small fly through the air, something alive..." "Don't worry, it'll be fixed by tomorrow..."
All day, Elle's heart raced in her chest, tugging her one way while her brain held her where she was. By sunset, though, she had made her decision. A true city girl, she had been listening to her mind all her life, but now it was time to follow her heart for once. She was tired of the constant struggle, the hustle and bustle, the future that looked just like the past. As she slipped into the darkness beyond the hole in the wall with nothing but a few books and her hunger for something new, she felt no fear. She would live on her own with nature alone to guide and comfort her, and for the first time she would be truly alive. The city would forget her soon enough, that girl that was swallowed up by the unknown, just as they would forget any slivers of the wilderness they had seen through the crack. Hopefully, if she was lucky, she would soon forget the city, too, as she had no wish to return to the past. Everyday she would wake with only one goal, to become even closer to nature, and let her heart lead her to achieving it.