June 22, 2019, 12:29 PM
(This post was last modified: July 26, 2019, 03:07 PM by Cassiopeia.)
it is a relief to wash her wounds and see the sky stretch overhead, but the approach of a stranger has her quickly draw out of the water, moving to her daughter and lifting her skyward. she emits a cry, to cassiopeia's chargrin, and the mother moves further down the shore, both close to the Wood and further from the stranger. the situation is made somewhat less threatening by his apparent lack of interest in them, for the moment. but the situation unsettles the new mother, and so a moment later she is gone, retreated to the relative safety of the woods.
That is not dead which can eternal lie.
And with strange aeons even death may die.
And with strange aeons even death may die.
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neither plague or famine tempered my courage - by Cassiopeia - June 11, 2019, 07:55 PM
RE: neither plague or famine tempered my courage - by Rosencrantz - June 13, 2019, 10:47 AM
RE: neither plague or famine tempered my courage - by Cassiopeia - June 22, 2019, 12:29 PM