Found



 Found

 Season 1, Episode 9 of Mystic

Keyes and his guards spent hours searching. I couldn't help but admire their willpower, but I also knew this meant Keyes hated me twice as much to keep looking for me for this long. Not good.

Finally, they went back the way we came from. I heard snippets of their talk:

"...come back tomorrow..."

"...if she's here..."

"...throw her into the Well..."

I flinched. "The Well" was probably some other gruesome punishment they thought up for all prisoners in Aphyix. I shuddered. I would be long gone by tomorrow.

Cautiously I slid down the trunk again. Maybe I could make a good enough getaway, and go back to the forest I had been in. Maybe I could find the portal again. And maybe, just maybe everything in the overworld would have been just a dream. The cave hadn't collapsed. Lazuli wasn't dead. I could go back to my normal—yet unappealing and dangerous—life as a rogue.

The forest looked beatiful, I had to admit. There was nothing like this in my home. The trees were short and fat, and created minimal shade, but these were slim, tall and lush—and created enough shade for night to be almost unnoticeable here.