Nocturne Summit stardust

Home had fallen. Haedwig had seen it in the waters, heard it in the crackle of branches, she knew it would come.

The first to leave, she had delivered a strict message to the three who had appeared to her, the three who would escape when the cursed day came. When the time was right they would join her in the land promised to them.

Now old bones walked through plains, darted through forests, and climbed the peaks of mountains. When she had reached the creek, she would know.

A figure stood ahead. Old eyes squinted, struggling to see the light figure through the dark. A stranger, not one of her own. That much she knew.