Greatwater Lake with bloodied feet across the hallow'ed ground

one pawpad is cracked and bleeding, leaving here and there a rusted stain on the earth. she finds herself rarely within the Sunspire's borders save to patrol them. still, it is the first time she has come down the south of the range; walked the edges of the lake that exists only a few miles from the dark blight on the horizon. she watches it now as she stills on the water's edge, twilight heavy with the sounds of insects and warbling night birds. 

it is smaller. the darkness no longer seems to reach from it but merely to seeth, simmer quietly. she regards it, wondering idly at what has her tread so close after so long. breeze pushes across the lake from the north, bringing with it the scent of ash and pushing ripples across the surface, the girl made still.
@Damien