Ravensblood Forest Let your walls down

she’s bold, even through illness. though her firey display was nothing less than pathetic. a dying flame rather than a roaring fire.

morgana stepped closer. she watched her sputter and cough and and slowly lose whatever strength she had left.

and she waited. and waited. and then-

there. an answer. short and simple. morgana made it clear in her own mind. she didn’t wish for help. she wished for an end to whatever suffering plagued her.

i won’t.

morgana would not grant her the release she desired. melena’s voice rang in her ears now.

the god’s blessing does not come without a price. and perhaps it was time for them to make that payment.

morgana made herself smaller with a crouch and she spoke to the girl in a way she’d rehearsed many times in the past. soft, warm, inviting. i am a medic. allow me to heal you. allow my group to care for you while you recover. and i promise your health will return to you in time.