May The Circle Be Unbroken [Justice]
11-20-2021, 03:33 PM
Domari Xanilov |
Dómari shivered violently and crawled closer to the fire, ignoring the singeing of his own fur for need of the warmth and the light. Something was moving out there. He tensed, swallowing a large clump of ooze that had caught in the back of his throat. He expected a monster to emerge from the other side of the fire but instead it was Justice. He stared in horror at her form, plagued not only by the ooze but it seemed she had mushrooms growing from her. "Justice? It's Dómari." He paused, taking a sharp rattling breath and wincing at the pain in his lungs before his voice slipped from his mouth once more, cracking and dry. "We're dying aren't we?" He didn't even know how to process what was happening. In truth he didn't have the energy to think beyond just taking one breath after another. Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think |