Silvertip Mountain cultist

it was the end.
he was not surprised when ingram departed. they were children, and asperas had come into this world not whole but part of a pair. as aventus and avicus before her.
there was no relief in merrick. no joy. there was nothing.
and yet as he watched her shadow fade, merrick wanted to scream.
he stood in silence long after the pair had disappeared from silvertip's border.
their pilgrimage here — merrick felt breath hitch in his throat. the endless loss was insurmountable.
the bear will purge by blood.
merrick turned. he would go back to the scarlet winding and lie alongside the draped arrangement of her bones.