Porcupine Ridge Some prefaced with ZYR-OHT-OHT-MET

keeping vague <3

she too heard the call; if it was blackwater it moved sluggish in her veins. blood or oil, both equally malevolent when left to seep.

releasing the man, the girl's attention fell upon her sister.  if he was not to fight, she would not escalate to blows. in all things she matched the energy around her.

now a pulsing came to her brain that drowned out the lull of their voices.

under fresh snowfall, the shapes of their bodies slouched west as they quit the eldritch forest.