The Wall i put my fears inside

basilica.

eyes widened. clear whites framed black circle of iris and pupil.

"basilica..." finally, the undisturbed stare upon this specter-faking-life broke; ground encased in opaque ice was its next target.

curves of brain distended with fat memory of a corpse. 

"one thing." the head rose again, quickest movement so far displayed. the voidwolf seemed as frigid as air so high above.

"permit... a touch." and the left paw rose, but dared not move further just yet.

fear was; this was that old madness again.