Mud Monsters and Pack ghosts
06-02-2020, 05:27 PM
She shrugged. "I dunno.... something in the mud? The water?" That'd be about the only thing they'd both had contact with that night. Even as she said it, though, her tone was disbelieving. "And there are stories of people experiencing the same visions," she countered, with a flick of her ears. "Mass visions, group hysteria. Maybe it doesn't quite fit, but... I dunno. That sounds more plausible than nothing."
Maybe she was trying too hard to put logic into it. Maybe it was just unexplainable. Or maybe ghosts were real, as Mortis would suggest. "Maybe," she conceded finally, walking back around to plop down beside the winged boy. She pawed at the dust, using a blunt claw to draw swirls around the dirt, as she let her mind wander. There was a part of her that hoped they weren't real. Was there even a kind of heaven, for the spirit they'd seen? Was there a better option for her? She didn't know much about ghosts or the various religions that governed them. Still... what an awful thing it must have been, to be condemned to walk the earth alone.
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