Blacktail Deer Plateau hollow

it is almost prophetic in the way he had just been thinking of her, consulting his threadbones and there she was upon the borders. of his home. of their home. he spares ash paw a glimpse but his seaglass gaze is steady upon, consumed by his nightwife.

this is my nightwife, ash paw, ingram tells his mage. the listener. trikova. he finishes the introduction, sparing ash paw a second glance before his gaze slides back to the listener. perhaps, he thinks, ash paw might understand why the seer, an unknown entity in truth and of similar image to his trikova, perturbs him as she does.

to the listener, ingram croons, welcome home.