The Bearer Of Bad News

Elysia was slowly getting her act together after her brother’s unintentional intervention. Focusing on how to get her children back, and make time for scald. While still being the saxe warrior she was supposed to be. It was time consuming but she was determined to find a way to make it all work. She had no choice but to make it work, for herself, for her kids and for scald. Her handsome start sky dipped pirate boy, her first lust, her first love and the father of her children.

She hadn’t seen him since their babies had been born. And she needed to make it up to him. She missed his carefree demeanor and the way he made her feel so free. Her mind was dancing with memories of him. Happy memories, it was almost as if she could smell him nearby.

But then her brother’s voice broke through her trip down memory lane. But his scent, scalds scent… didnt go away. “Ze, I’m here” her voice had more pep to it than it had lately. She moved towards his voice and scalds scent got stronger, but so did the smell of blood. “Ze, I smell blood and scald… is he wi-“ her words were cut short as she took in the sight of him.

She paused drinking in his blood soaked, disheveled appearance. “Ze?” he reeked. Not the blood, not the scent of her lover. No there was something else mixed into the scents she loved. Something wrong.


"Ely & Ezekiel"