Ravensblood Forest From the housetops to the gutters

vicera,

they whispered, respect and awe dripped from their tongue. it was a title they had never heard before. it was new, it was freeing.

the sides of their softly scarred ribs expanded and come back together once more.

i am a good ranger and...mystic. i see things beyond us, i know things that can only be whispered into the soul.

this said as she looked upon the dark face of royalty.