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She woke up.

It wasn't really a very big deal at the time, and the small creature at first could only think to stretch her front paws slightly, then open her eyes. For a few moments (perhaps a few hours, who knows) she didn't think of anything. Anything at all. Her mind didn't process the scenery before her, all the white, the snow and the way it made her feel a little cold, the stillness. For that time, she merely existed.

Then it came to her attention that she had a name, and she knew how to talk and how to think and she knew a few people, though the memory was fuzzy. That wasn't even weird, because as far as Kimaji – that was her name – knew, that had simply always been, because she had only been for so long and that was how things were, always.

She sat up, and stretched out her wings, briefly. A flicker of strangeness crossed her mind and she looked at them, pondering. She didn't know why that had been strange, and the feeling was soon gone. "I miss Swaii." She told no one in particular, since she was alone. Kimaji knew she missed Swaii, though if it came to explaining who he was, she was at a bit of a loss. He just seemed like he had been very important to her, and maybe that had been mutual. She found that this made her rather sad, missing him.

She fleetingly wondered where Corellon was, and if she would ever see Momo or Maji again. And once more didn't quite understand what she was thinking about.

She decided not to ponder on all these names right now because there wasn't really anything around her capable of giving her many answers, and her head was hurting a little. Kimaji shrugged and used a front paw to flick the snow away from her paws. She liked snow, it was nice and cool against her fur.

But Kimaji missed the grass quite a bit, and decided to wander around this weird place to see if she could find any. Sometimes the snow seemed endless, and sometimes she would find some strange formations. Kimaji explored as well as she could, and found gates. But someone guarded them, and she didn't want to approach; she didn't think anything good would come of talking to this God.

So she kept on going and avoided the gates, though she did feel terribly curious. She wanted to find out what they were all about, but something just told her she shouldn't.

Once or twice Kimaji used her wings to take flight, flapping them about a bit uselessly at first before she got the hang of it. Flying was very neat, but something about it felt familiar. Like she had already, even if it felt a little different than this. She also quickly found she didn't even need wings to fly, which was rather amusing to play about with. Just drifting through the air, without much aim because there wasn't much wind. She liked to wiggle her paws about in the air and think about things, and sometimes she talked to herself.

It became a little boring after a while. She began to feel there wasn't much more this place could offer her, aside from the gates, which she was still determined to, at the very least, avoid. Sometimes a few fascinating things would appear. They were sort of like shadows, sort of like reflections. Kimaji could barely see them as they passed, and usually could only notice them when she was closer to the gates. For most part if she looked right at them they would quickly be gone, and she spent some time sitting and watching as well as she could.

Once or twice she saw one that looked a bit more defined, and she could even look at it. It was very big, and briefly it looked like it had five legs. That was very fascinating, but she decided against engaging it. The word 'elephant' came to mind, and she shrugged. Maybe.

Though she did not have answers, as she would have liked, Kimaji took to wandering again. This time she stayed on her feet. Most of the time, at least. Though she did not tire, she slept once or twice. It as when she started doing this, she began to realize the ground began to slope downwards at some point. The young goddess wondered how she had missed this at first, and then debated whether or not she should go down. There were clouds and mist and she couldn't quite see too well, and it made her fur damp and cold.

Unlike with the gate, though, she didn't feel like it would be bad to go down. And so, with nothing to stop her, she did.

At first it was very hard to see and she didn't enjoy the descend much at all. It became windy, and sometimes it was frustrating to keep herself grounded. But she managed alright, crouching low. The snow began to give way to rock and cold, hard dirt, and her entire world was feeling rather different. She began to notice how much more grounded she felt, the further down she traveled. The air felt more satisfying when she breathed it.

Finally she began to see the world. First she saw other mountains, distant. Then there were little shrubs where she walked, then more and more and then grass. She began to see birds.

Though it was the first time she laid eyes on much of this, somehow a lot of it didn't seem very new to Kimaji. This wasn't to say she didn't enjoy the sight very much! The young goddess did not know how long she had spent in the Haven – hours, days, weeks? – but she felt she enjoyed this place vastly more. A lot came back to her then, though she would be hard pressed to explain what. There were so many more things, different places to go, people to find. She wanted to talk and play and do. "That's better!" Kimaji announced to the wind and spread her wings, then glided down the rest of the way to join the world.