Blacktail Deer Plateau witchmilk

@Peregrine
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into the far reaches of the cold mountains he had withdrawn, even unto the storm-tossed sea and its cool sands. he had left behind the child with gaelic upon his lips, and fallen into a long dream of donnelaith, accursed glen to which he could not return. not without the blessing of the witch, and he did not know where she had gone, his siku, his dark revenant.

the darkfurred man threaded his way carefully through the faintest light of early morning, his paws aware of the dew, but his heart was filled with the everlasting grief he had not been able to cast aside, the sense of abandonment, and beneath that, the lurking anger. swampwater eyes lifted to the night-darkened branches of the plateau, and here he paused, albeit for reasons he himself did not comprehend.

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