The pass didn't take them too horribly long to walk through, though it wasn't a pleasant voyage. Larea chose to keep her eyes closed for the majority of it, relying on Zel to lead the way; though she was a grown woman, she had never quite gotten over her fear of the dark. She opened her eyes occasionally to see if they were through yet, and it was during one of these moments that Larea noticed a faint light shining ahead of them, steadily growing larger as they walked. Realizing that this was the exit, she let go of Zel's sleeve and ran forward, desperate to be free of the overwhelming darkness. In her haste, she neglected to watch her footing, and inches from the end, she stepped onto a singular, half-burnt twig, which easily snapped under her. It was enough to throw off her balance, and she toppled forward, landing on her face, just outside of the pass. She stayed there for a moment, letting out a sigh before pushing herself to her knees and shaking her head furiously, shortly after lifting it to look around.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #8FBFFF">The Videlian Wastelands</span></span><br/><br/>Regardless of where she looked, the view was all the same. Grey, desolate.. dead. Ash covered the earth in a blanket, only occasional remnants of what must have been a proud, lush forest dotted in the endless grey. On all sides, majestic mountains could be seen in the distance rising far above the limits of human reach, fully encircling the dead world; imprisoning it in solitude. It was exactly like she had seen in her dream, only now it was so much more real. It shocked her, and she brought a hand to her mouth to cover her surprise. It would have been so easy to get lost here, were it not for her vivid recollection of the message she had recieved the night prior.<br/><br/>Larea pulled herself to her feet, and, upon realizing that her robe was covered in ash, hastened to swat it all off, returning her outfit to its usual color. She looked back at the group that was now arriving, a look of overwhelming sadness on her face, her hands held over her heart as she tried to fight back tears. Nature was something very dear to her, and she could almost see this place, as the blaze overtook it; watch it, fighting to stay alive against impossible odds. It was so much worse than a dream could have prepared her for.