little bo peep has lost her sheep
10-03-2024, 04:59 PM
Finch told herself she was coming here to see if there were any rare herbs that had been unearthed, but really, it was to distract herself. This was the most radically new thing that had happened since her mother had passed. It was so vastly unrelated to anything else she had known: to Avalon, to her family, to all that was familiar - that she felt compelled to witness it herself. After all, she was free to come and go as she pleased. She was an adult. That's what she kept telling herself as she crept across Boreas, dipping her head beneath the weight of the eerie red light. I am an adult. She passed other wolves, making the same solemn pilgrimage. So many seemed called to investigate. Finch had heard whispers, of course, of the Long Night, but it had seemed like a fairy tale. Something that you tell pups to keep them in the den at night. Surely it wasn't real. And yet, what she saw before her defied all logic: angry stone spires, stretching towards the heavens, sharp as knives. Well-trodden grass, almost flat from all of the paws that had already scoured this landscape for its secrets. Everywhere was dim and silent and filled with sticky dread. She should leave. But she stayed, her eyes wide and brimming with curiosity. |
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