Greatwater Lake with bloodied feet across the hallow'ed ground
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blood & fear
the words bloom to mind suddenly, violently, and she remembers. there is no trace of the same recognition in Damien as she stifles her own, no trace of the raving man from the cavern. this is something else, something constructed and solid, and to his question, she dips her muzzle a fraction in silent affirmation. her forepaw twists upward a fraction, proffering the burning laceration, small as it is; insignificant as it is. 

she can scent the wood on his pelt. and so it still stands, even if Vaati does not lead them. she wants to know more - do the deformed pups still live? does the witch lurk somewhere in her self-named hell? her paw shifts back onto the earth, she straightens. "it's nothing." she waits, sharply curious and dimly wary, viridant gaze finding for a moment the silver one that had, in her memories, hosted nothing but madness.
That is not dead which can eternal lie. 
And with strange aeons even death may die.

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RE: with bloodied feet across the hallow'ed ground - by Cassiopeia - August 21, 2018, 09:00 PM