Blackwater Islands silver spoons

she is not alone. the tips of her ears twitch when she heard to sound; a muffled groan. had she not been so aware of every little thing around her she may have missed it. but she did not. and she was drawn towards it.

closer and closer until she came upon him. a spindly man. a soul drained of color, of life. her shadow loomed over his body.

of all the new names mentioned by @The Listener, morgana wondered which belonged to him. but she did not ask. she only stared down at him and meticulously studied him.