Lightning flashed illuminating a silhouette racing through the trees. Flame embers seemed to flash as a shadow flicked in response chasing after the runner. Another flash and her auburn hair seemed to glow bright against the darkness, her skin stark against the background.
The shadow of a man flickered in and out in pursuit. She darted left and right as if feinting trying to get the flickering shadow to make a mistake in following, as she seemed to dance upon the ground to a rhythm that only the two of them seemed to understand. The rain a soft backdrop against the race taking place in the foreground. Her grey eyes darting ahead as his seemed to be seconds behind. They continued at speed across the forest in the dusk of a summer storm.
His form seemed to flicker like a shadow against her light not quite taking a shape but still ever present nearby. She didn't look back but her movements showed a sense of purpose that the form following was attempting to keep up with. As she crossed the threshold of the pillared temple zone the shadow ceased it's forward motion. A bow in recognition that she had won.
She slowly walked the path toward the hallowed well and intoned the words that glowed as golden letters into the silver waters... A message meant for the future. Her eyes saw the shadow worker off in the distance. She would never leave these grounds alive.