Phantom Hollow that ensuing fire lights the darkness

sin manifested in many ways -- demons, in others. there were many, so many that her people did not differentiate. when the shadow speaks before her she does not recognize any specific name, but assumes that they were merely more corrupt beasts. when another speaks hosannah must divert attention to this creature, and as her eyes fall upon the figure, fear pierces her fully.

but the words sink in, and all she catches upon, all she responds to, is the first quip. like a true child, she hears nothing else. a thin smirk spreads across her gold-dipped face - the Lord has no hide nor hair like us lowly beings, He is light, He is life. of course, this was no time or place for childishness. however, it was impossible to ignore her nature. i am protected by His power. you would be too, if you renounced y-your sinful ways.

the rest of the woman's words were enough to silence the girl, though. that and the growling third wolf, who appeared ready to take action. the fear hosannah hosted in her heart was giving way to greater and greater doubt, enough to prompt her to step back a half-step; her voice lost its bravado until there was nothing but strained silence. she tried to hold firm in this spot, but it was clear that any attempt by these beasts would be enough to warrant her escape.