Ravensblood Forest commune

exited!

had he not been alone, he would have pushed.

her children would be damned by their own mother. she said she did not speak for all, but it was very clear she did. lies of a sinner. he had heard all the ways they comforted themselves.

regardless, bartholomew knew he did stand on the fringes of a group, words would not soothe wounds if he received them.

he left.

silent and trailing, soft whispers of prayers in his wake.