Bramblepoint diortosire

aw! made some assumptions based on previous threads <3

Run.
Plum eyes flicked to the horizon just as darkness swallowed it whole. Run. Her chest tightened; the sky split open, hurling boulders to the earth. Run. Faster. Chaos. Screams. The world breaking apart beneath their feet. She saw them: her mother, her father—reaching for each other. Then a boulder crashed between them. She screamed.
„Mother!”
With a gasp, Hemera jolted upright, sweat slicking her brow. Her heart pounded, breath ragged. A nightmare; no, a memory. Swallowing hard, she scanned her surroundings, shaking her head as if to rid herself of the lingering terror. The den was quiet, Periane still lost in sleep. But Hemera could not stay.
The sandwoman stepped away, out into the open night. The air was cool, but it did nothing to soothe the unrest twisting inside her. Was this a punishment? A warning? Had she sinned without realizing? No. Impossible. Her breath came shallow, her pale tail flicking anxiously. The moon bathed her in silver as the canopy creatures slumbered undisturbed. Yet, somehow, she felt certain; she was not the only one awake.