Warriors Of The Cave‪.‬ Martinez

The mountain air fresh in my lungs, the wind blowing softly through my hair. The cold rock is hard under my feet. My heart longed to be back with my friends and family. 

I thought back to the thousands of others who traveled this path before me, not knowing what lies ahead. My heart thudded with the sound of the unknown and my task that lies ahead. 

Let me start from the beginning. My name is Dhara Apala, and I’m the eldest daughter of Bodhi. I never knew my mother, she was sent on this journey just like her, I hope to find her in the process. We don’t know what happened to her and we may never know. 

This journey has been passed down for generations, my great great great great great great great grandmother was sent a message from Agni, the God of Messengers. His words were passed down and held up as well as the legs of a noble steed that led the men to war. 

The message read, Of firstborn daughter born to you, a journey across the Kangchenjunga mountains they must make, when one reaches the age of nineteen. Many dangers will be faced, leading to one, final, a beast of unimaginable power which they must conquer.