Serpent Lake now there’s one thing left to do

just a post to keep qiao active, since she doesn’t owe any replies and is about to git GOT by the checker <3 vague for reasons

 qiao breathed deep as spring peepers roar in the veld, awoken by the glimmering rise of a silver moon. 

the ensouling ritual was complete; this place would mark as broken ground for qiao — a new ceremonial plinth erected for hungering gods of the overworld. patches of comfrey and morning glory vines enshrouded the sigil-stone qiao selected as her ritualstone, their thin leaves a half-wreath in the ancient granite. 

she set back on her hocks and listened as the world settled around her, feeling as the dull edge ergot-wine crept through her blood.