What We Do In The Shadows.
11-04-2024, 04:06 PM
The grass underfoot was cool and damp, a soft carpet that absorbed the morning's crispness. Sericea padded quietly through the golden foliage, her eyes scanning the vibrant colors of fall—each leaf seemed to whisper secrets in the gentle wind. The faint scent of rain lingered in the air, invigorating her senses as she ventured deeper into the valley. She wanted to find Zagan, her mind racing with thoughts of a proposed game to play.
A game of Shadows, she'd call it, where misdirection and cleverness danced hand in hand like leaves caught in an autumn breeze. In her imagination, she saw them weaving through the trees, darting behind boulders and crouching low in the tall grass, trying to outsmart one another hiding from plain sight, sticking to the shadows to conceal themselves. It was like tag- a game of chase. But when you were seen, you had to stand frozen in place.
But now the tricky part, getting him to play.
"Sericea Praetor-Inferos"
A game of Shadows, she'd call it, where misdirection and cleverness danced hand in hand like leaves caught in an autumn breeze. In her imagination, she saw them weaving through the trees, darting behind boulders and crouching low in the tall grass, trying to outsmart one another hiding from plain sight, sticking to the shadows to conceal themselves. It was like tag- a game of chase. But when you were seen, you had to stand frozen in place.
But now the tricky part, getting him to play.
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