Whitebark Stream i died for beauty

blanched terrane offers the embertouched no clemency; verity of which nestles within his mind as a thorn piercing into suppleflesh. piguktuk, haughty prince of legionnaires claiming the bypass concedes to simple, irreversible fact —

taking minuscule consolation that he is not the only sufferer.

sos, mighty beardeity visible only to vex, stands out like the hellursine he is.

another wolf, pelage the color of dusk's umbra draws stonecut of vex's glower betwixt them; anchoring upon the outlander. a breadth of a moment; spill of breath pushing betwixt slightly parted lips as the trajectory is considered and reconsidered; steps at halt, pondering in hesitation whether it is too little, too late to slip 'round concealed.