Dragoncrest Cliffs little devils

the matter settled, sobeille gently steered them down the slope that lead out into the monolith forest. one ear turned back as leonore began to cough - patient — and a little bemused — sobeille halted until the girl recovered her breath.

dat. she pointed to a dark opening in the cliff’s face and wondered if leonore heard the gentle murmur of it beneath the sound of the sea. like all of her bloodline, the grotto called to her — somedays so loudly that the buzzing hum felt it might split her skull.

come.

she ducked beneath the black awning and disappeared into darkness.