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i got to break what i'm making, and turn it into nothing for you. - Caiaphas - December 14, 2019
she's been here for days.
merrick and his shadow are gone, gone inland. she should follow them, but she can't.
she was tied here, at least for a moment longer. caiaphas lingered in the desolation of her home, like the soul of a ghost denied eternal rest. it was all different, anyway. all gone, all empty - as if she was the lone survivor of a shipwreck, looking over the immeasurable and senseless destruction with a profound sense of lost hope.
the grotto had yet to resurface, and tongues of steel-blue water lashed angrily over where it had once stood. different. even the cliffs marking drageda's old claim had become sundered, resting face-first in a tireless and churning sea. looking at all of this, caiaphas couldn't help but feel this was the barren wasteland of a riven empire; to get out, to leave quick, before whatever malign spirits cleaved this bygone civilization hungered for her blood too.
yet still she could not quit. she wandered the shore-lapped sequoia forest, where water rose in thrashing pulses.
somewhere in the dark she found a sodden yet fresh corpse - cache? its smell was sickly yet her mouth watered anyway. eat, the part of her that kept her alive commanded. (it's wrong, she thought)-- but caiaphas knew food was hard to come by. its flesh was sour as it washed down her gullet like a poisonous rind - what animal had it been?
she didn't know, and she didn't care.
she pressed onward into the gathering dusk, looking for all the world like a frail revenant, whose severed soul seemed implacably tied to disaster.