Her head had ached when she woke up in the jungle with trees taller than the skies and humidity unnatural to her. Yet, her mistake had been leaving the garden for when she attempted to return to the vegetation to escape the intense heat, it was gone.
Now she had gone without food and longer without water. The sands were endless and constantly shifting and changing as winds rearranged the desert labyrinth. She was lost and the further she traveled, the more her mind toyed with her and created illusions of water and life. And here, it did it again except Suzune could feel her body falter. Her heart ceased to flutter at the sight of water for she had begun to lose hope.
She had escaped from the brothel house with murder on her hands only to die of starvation or thirst — whichever came first.
But the courtesan continued to walk for an unknown reason. It was not willpower for she had nothing to live for. The only thing Suzune had known was how to use her mouth and how to please. She had achieved little in life and had even less to look for. Yet, her feet still propelled her forward out of the animalistic instinct to survive.
And survival she would receive. The mirage faded into reality as the oasis grew closer rather than eternally out of reach. The shadows of trees flickered in the heat waves as her lips parted, almost tasting the sweetness of the water. Her slow walk began to speed up until she found herself on the outskirts of the oasis and the air grew a little cooler with the presence of water. Without checking her surroundings, Suzune would plunge into the water as it flooded her mouth with newfound vigor as it satisfied her thirst, and washed the lurking sweat away. She would stay underwater for a moment until her lungs pounded for air. Only then would she break the surface of the water with a loud gasp.
@Satan
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