Emilyn threw her branches and twigs that she collected onto the ground by where she was to build a fire for the evening.<br/>"Jeez how dense are these woods? How far do they go? How long will I be alone?"<br/>All of these thoughts swam through Emilyn's mind as she sat beside her cold mound of twigs and branches and began to work on building a fire.<br/>She almost felt sick at how lonely she felt at that moment.<br/>"What's my purpose in life?" She caught herself saying out loud.<br/><br/>"Am I just to sit here and diddle away at a meager flame until some divine being drops in front of me and tells me what I am to do?"<br/><br/>The young woman felt herself begin to grow frustrated. She stood up and kicked her pile of sticks and leaned herself forcefully against the nearest tree.<br/><br/>"I sicken of my dreadful situation. I am truly pathetic if this is my destiny."<br/>Emilyn sighed and closed her eyes.<br/><br/>Just then she heard voices.<br/><br/>Her eyes flew open and she leaned forward, as if leaning forward magically gave a human being the power to zone in on voices.<br/><br/>Her breath caught in her throat as she quickly stood to her feet to follow where the voices were coming from.<br/>As she grew closer she couldn't help but smile.<br/><br/>"Hallelujah, thank you DIVINE BEING," She thought as she made her way through a small clearing to where three people were standing together, along with some sort of mythical creature.<br/><br/>"Uh..." She caught herself mumbling too late to stop herself.