The devil has my ear today

Moath · (This post was last modified: January 26, 2019, 11:49 AM by Moath.)

There was nowhere left to go, nowhere left to run. Panic crept up my throat as I ran into yet another dead end, and realized he had led me here. Turning around, I found him...

Just after the younger male mentioned the coast, Moath scrounged up another try at words from the thick tunnels of his cursed throat. It heaved out, and slapped across the ear of the killer’s Spawn with almost wet clarity. “Baby Son”. Moath watched the face of the younger male to see what he would do with the information.

Regardless of it, he would go to where this coast was should he find it...he really had no sense of direction though. The man would wander endlessly until he was either killed, or eventually found by another of their Family.

And in silence, he waited.