Blackwater Islands CHIM

the sky stormed overhead, and the moon peered out from it all, a great pale eye widened upon the happenings below.

she was not done. not yet.

the spirits pressed in all around her and she leaned into them now, drawing on their strength where her own was beginning to fail. and her third living child was born, second daughter. this time the prophet did not see the stain of treacherous blood, but nonetheless felt some unholy rippling from the darkling newborn who would be known as @Accipitra.