March 11, 2019, 12:41 PM
(This post was last modified: March 23, 2019, 03:42 PM by Cassiopeia.)
she pulls herself onto a small ridge, peering upward and finding that the incline softens here. the foothills proved much more challanging than the mountain's heights, not that they are impressive in the least. still, she's drawn to mountains, and there's a kind of simple peace found when her only goal is to reach the summit. shaking out her pelt, she moves easily now atop the ridge, finding here and there charred and blackened husks that provide an explaination for the lack of forest she'd expected to find here.
her path shifts when the scent of stagnant blood drifts teasingly through the air, nearby, surely. it does not take long to trace the lure and find at its end the crumpled body of what may be a fox or coyote; on initial inspection she's not entirely sure. it's bloodied and shredded, though lies alone in a small clearing where the incline is barely noticable. she hangs back, considering, hungry but not enough to be stupid.
her path shifts when the scent of stagnant blood drifts teasingly through the air, nearby, surely. it does not take long to trace the lure and find at its end the crumpled body of what may be a fox or coyote; on initial inspection she's not entirely sure. it's bloodied and shredded, though lies alone in a small clearing where the incline is barely noticable. she hangs back, considering, hungry but not enough to be stupid.
That is not dead which can eternal lie.
And with strange aeons even death may die.
And with strange aeons even death may die.
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he will tear your city down, o lei o lai o lord - by Cassiopeia - March 11, 2019, 12:41 PM
RE: he will tear your city down, o lei o lai o lord - by Vercingetorix - March 29, 2019, 11:52 PM