Specters of our Past and Future

Briar almost didn't notice how the fireflies had vanished with her attention fully set on Artorias and her concern for him and whatever was going on far outweighing her attention on the world around them. She was able to breathe slightly easier when Artorias' amber gaze refocused on her and she could see him take a breath, knowing now he was listening. Whatever she had heard hadn't been nearly as impactful as it had been for him, that much was obvious, and the way it had riled him up so easily made her think that whatever it was saying to him had really gotten under his skin. She wanted to ask and wanted to know if what words she had been able to hear had correlated at all, but all of that could happen after they got inside. That was her top priority right now.

She nodded slightly when he agreed, following his gaze as he looked back across the plains around them. After living with the ever present fireflies for a while now looking around and only seeing the darkness of night it was somehow more unsettling than looking around and seeing fireflies everywhere. The darkness was strangely oppressing now that they were left alone without them. She leaned into Artorias' side, waiting for him to start moving toward the castle.

"Briar Zeitgeist Fatalis"