Morningside Cuesta walk the nightmare terrain forever

set for 4am tomorrow. AW; tags for visibility <3

he was standing upon the crumbled u of the cuesta; his claws gripped the clayed soil. merrick, with his small paws and wiry body, merrick with his balmy walk,
merrick with his hateful eye.
if any followed, he did not know it, for he had left @Astara behind with her children, and shook in rage all the way to where he had last met the woman from his past.
and now he stood beneath the rawboned silk of nightfall frayed with a warm and gentle rain, and shouted a mockery toward the walls that @Arbiter had made gates to her Legion.