Cedar Sweep runic

@Asherah

she had worked tirelessly today to conceive, but eshamum was dismayed to find that there was little food here in these lands, nary a sparrow nor rodent to be found. fish could be pulled from the stream, but neither she nor her sister were skilled in this, belonging to the hotlands as they were. as the moon rose into its chariot, to pass o'er the darkened blue of night, eshamum breathed a prayer to molech and moved out into the obsurity, auds lifted for any sound of prey's footfall, a whisper of air, anything.

she moved over the borders she had marked and into the adjoining forest. there were stale scents of wolves here, and eshamun was unashamed to feel fear upon her. yet she sought the blackness all the same, for herein might lie food to feed herself and arunik'ra.