Larksong Grotto joyland

you're totally fine! ♡

vuk was silent. if the god spoke to her still, she did not hear it. perhaps she had only been open to raas' voice when she had lost seff. there was no need for it now, not when her feet were firmly set upon a new path.

there was a deep want that opened within vuk like a chasm. sorrow did not bridge it, nor death. or life. the patchwork girl knew of no thing existent that could mend this great scar, the wound that pulsed across her soul like some vile worm.

vuk was still, her eyes lifted to the moon, all senses given over to the night.