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Typhlopidae - Eset - September 11, 2024
The gilded halls are unnaturally quiet with the fleet footed lopes of boy and coywolf, while internally the hebsut lashes, floodgates undammed and pouring out terror. Muggy air thrashes across her face, flora mingling with the thick scent of bedrock that spills from the entryway of the hemet’s lodging.
The image of the forked tail burns, drifting through dark waters while its master sank. A soul stolen to forever walk the underworld, written with Muat-riya’s name.
“Qiao!” A rupturing call, retching with fear and fury.
RE: Typhlopidae - Qiao - September 11, 2024
shuffling past the threshold that marked her lean room, qiao eased her old bones into the luxurious warmth of fawnsilk. these rubes did something right — they arranged comfort into every facet of daily living. she would miss being so spoiled.
tomorrow; tomorrow she will find the surviving boy and inform him that now, his future had only two paths. and he must choose which fork to travel.
that twilight world of deep sleep slipped over her, exhaustion making its advancement rapid — up until a bellow shook the tranquility of her room.
she sat up stiffly, the luxurious peltskins tenting around her age-ravaged body. could she not sleep? so confident was she that there had been no witnesses, so calloused in her experience with such things that she does not even consider eset is here on the ritual’s behalf.
what?her tone snippety and irritated, the priestess‘ olive eyes peer with annoyance around the red arm of her door frame.