Arrow Lake danse macabre

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In a dark world, a faithful wolf is unseen. Not many were adepts to the faith, concentrating on the carnal pleasures the horned one has to offer. She was not one of them; her entire life was dedicated to Him, spreading His word, His wisdom to those who were willing to listen. Under the winter sun, deep within the mountains, the woman discovered an oasis, a large lake, perfect for swimming, praying, hunting. No signs of trespassing.

The priestess lay close to the shore, a thick mist surrounding her. She could practice her faith here, praying, living. Light waves were breaking on the shore, breaking the silence from time to time. Hemera close her eyes, breathed deeply, and laid her head on the thick snow.