Far from town

As she stepped into the circle, her gut dropped. The magic flared up around her and she saw the lord’s manor. But she also saw the woods surrounding town interposed over her vision. The two places fought for dominance in the magic, one vision solidifying before the other in turn. Finally, one won out.

She fell to her knees deep in the woods. The mossy forest floor broke her fall a little but not enough to keep her palms from stinging. Her nipples brushed the moss as she caught herself and sent a shock through her body. She was acutely aware that she was on display in the worst way. No human eyes would land on her here and she was terrified of what eyes might. Looking around, she tried to get her bearings. The sun was setting so she knew which way was west, but that didn’t help her identify where she was in relation to her home. She tried to weave another transportation sigil, but not knowing where she was starting neutered the magic. She was on her own to get back to the village. And she was terrified.