Redsand Canyon Like you held onto Light

The wraith chases the shadow, a flash of solid black and stark white through the land or red. She is large, powerful, a towering woman with thundering steps behind him. Her hot breath at his ankles, her snaps dangerously close so much so he could feel her teeth tug the furs of his haunches. 

And then Derg, another fast on his heels yet less so then Nyra. He does not feel this man so close, but hears his pace behind, awaiting for Hemlocke to slip up so that he may use his might. 

He finds himself lost then amongst a passage of tall and narrow corridors, The Catacombs, as he does not know them by. Maybe he would loose them in here? Maybe he could break free? (Unlikely in their own territory) But why, why had he even come here to begin with? Forgetting his whole reasoning behind this, he then suddenly remembers- and why run!? 

And so he cries, tears streaming down his black cheeks, and he whispers through panted breaths, Forgive me, onto the dark skies and falls suddenly. So much so his body skids across the rocky earth until he is curled into a ball, huddled and awaiting his demise.