May 13, 2020, 12:04 PM
Part IV. Dated 5/14.
Here.
The burning in her side had stuck since its arrival several days before. She felt a pain in her shoulder, and worse -- a seeping, volatile wetness spreading between her hind limbs. She did not dare look back: she knew it was darker than any omen she could dare envision.
Onwards.
It wasn't how she remembered it, and yet, it was exactly the same. She stood for some time before the foreboding entrance, feeling a whispering chill climb its way into her soul, its barbed thorns nicking her vulnerable heart along the way.
No one would find them here; their little bird-bones would rest in peace along their cursed grandmother.
She had always wanted more children of her own, hadn't she?
A bitter laugh bounded down the corridor as Raleska's form was swallowed by the Grotto's eager mouth.