Lion Head Mesa and there's a storm that's raging

for @Jakoul, hopefully, backdated to maybe a day after she came back but i'm flexible

the shivers of his breed wracked him, made him stumble even as he tried to keep poise in his posture and step.

he saw her wither, not from near enough to be awash in the scent of her decay, but he saw.

his bride, dressed in white, wilted before he could make of her a wife.

it was no surprise when she left, but the greater agony was that he couldn't follow. still, as he did once before, the small man quietly hoped to see her return. see her frame moving trough the fields, no longer bent under the weight of whichever illness sapped her of strength and will.

but @Maegi never came back. 

instead, something dark, and sleek, slithered into the palace, wreathed in grief, and announced itself with a pained cry.

he knew, then. but feared it.

gucci searched for the mazoi.