Blacktail Deer Plateau God I’m so over always making you feel better

the deathbringer returns too late. the call rises over the treeline of the plateau, summoning ingram.

he readies to leave. his threadbones are bundled in a new rabbit fur — the old one having thinned from pious use — to escort toula back to akashingo and let the bones of destiny fall where they may.

threadbones are not carried with him, though, as he dutifully makes his way to where the deathbringer's call had came.

with him is a woman, cloaked in earthen colors.

wanheda; it twists something icy in ingram's stomach; drawing a quickly shuttered look of surprise from ingram who recognizes the term. commander of death. my mother was wanheda. speaks ingram, almost numbly; the first time in so very long that he has spoken of praimfaya. was it possible this woman carried her spirit?

if she was a true commander: it was possible.

which made ingram very weary and on edge.