Silvertip Mountain the bells

mama.
bleeding
saints.
aventus standing near, unmoving as the sentinel that had once stood over bearclaw valley.
merrick's mouth pooled with bile.
a white woman and a large man.
the fucking bastards.
"show me," merrick commanded in a terrible voice. he turned away from her, turned away from both his children, and began a long stalk back the way avicus had come, focus narrowing to nothing — if he walked in the wrong direction, it would be up to her to redirect him.
blackbird mama mama mama mama —