the voice of god

*Riva* · 10-26-2021, 09:28 PM

Still shaking the remnants of sleep from her, Riva looked out past Deus to the night beyond. She shivered at his mention of a voice, which itched at a memory of a dream. It had just been a dream, right? She’d been sitting with an uneasy feeling ever since they had seen that nightingale.

But Deus’s uncertainty forced her to push aside her own doubts, and she rested her paw gently over his. She hadn’t thought of something to say before a voice whispered between them. The hair on the back of her head stood up as the indecipherable words lingered for a moment. A pair of fireflies bobbed lazily in the air, and then they and the voice both vanished. Her grip tightened on Deus, and the memory that had been tinkling her began to slowly edge free of her memories. “Nightingale” it had whispered, in the exact same voice she heard now. “I… that voice… it was in my dreams” she whispered, weariness lining her voice for a moment. Then, she straightened, taking in a deep breath. That was just about enough of that.

She marched past her son, out the door into the forest beyond. “Show yourself! Enough of these games around corners, enough scaring my son!”

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