Meadowlark Prairie only, lonely, hidden breath beneath the floor
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burying them there while we carry on.
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consciousness was a curse; the certainty of death drummed in qiao’s heart like a percussive beat; one day, one day, one day. 

until those days ran out. 

today she searched. an earlier communion with the spirits told her of some valuable artifact here; something malignant and deeply unhappy mired in the earth. the whisperings in the copse told her she was close — and the thinning sun reminded her time was somehow running out. 

she came upon a creature bent over a bone; a creature hideously scarred and thin. sickly. a scent to him pervasive and unhappy. qiao studied him for a long time, wondering just what it was about this place that seemed to summon unwell spirits. first the grand king with his ugly soul, then the twisted little goblin with his pure heart — and now this scarecrow of a creature, hardly more than the bone he worried between his ravenous teeth.

eventually she moved off. the world was full of troubled souls as these, and there was no use borrowing from them their sorrows.

<3 I wrapped an ending on this since Ali passed and is inactive (RIP ALI sob emoji)
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only, lonely, hidden breath beneath the floor - by Alarian - December 10, 2021, 11:19 AM
RE: only, lonely, hidden breath beneath the floor - by Qiao - December 10, 2021, 11:30 AM