Permafrost Hollows durian

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stygian, a being of blackgranite whorls with the rich drag of a charcoal voice to march. wolf dreamer blinked and saw that she shaded between shadow and light. 

the old, old tree which curled around his shoulders and up against the stone ceilings of the hollow; now it seemed to send searing light toward the woman, illuminating her strands of life.

open-mouthed, breathless, the dreamer watched as new gilt leapt up the path of the star pillar and out into the emerald veldt above them.

"power." his own voice felt loud in his ears, thundering a resoundment that seemed to rattle the roots of his own teeth. "something protects this place." were the words his? or did Wolf open naked jaws and parrot his own mouth from within? 

the eyes that watched the dreamer reminded him of a stormcloud's darkened, pregnant belly.

"if you're here, you're meant to be."

a paw, outstretched almost pleadingly in the cold light beneath the tusk mountain. "do you feel it? the world is old here. it's never woken once."

all earth must awaken. all soil must breathe. all trees must weep. all must be returned to their spiral.

the star web thrummed suddenly tight around the dreamer, provoking a strangled breath as he tried to calm himself, dropping limb and closing the glossy black eyes. "something is coming."