Raven's Watch what a grand and intoxicating innocence

she was something within him.

given a physical form to haunt him. that he felt certain of in this moment of crossing. as if they knew each other in every life, as if they could not be separated.

he had not realized his teeth chattered for a moment and suddenly he clenched his jaw so tight he thought ivory might shatter in his mouth.

scared of her.

in awe of her.

his mind fought itself in ugly, winding twists. hare and fox. one half of a brain sought to destroy and the other half wished to flee.

it's within you, the rambling of a man gone mad, surely. he sounded less like a dagger and more like a priest. enough that it startled even himself when it reached his own ears.