THE DARKNESS COMES

Black lay the night over the freezing lands of the north. There was no moon tonight, it was a new moon, freshly birthed but without any light of it's own. Drashiel's breath spilled lightly from his maw. Verdant eyes strained to pierce the veil of inky darkness that stretched out before him and around him. That pushed on his gut. Something in the air was causing an ominous chill. Something was wrong? eyes narrowed as the prince strode past the Glaciem terras for Tortuga. He didn't know what inspired him to move so but he strode none the less? and then he heard it? the scream?


Ice shot through his veins stopping his heart for a brief second before it began to race. Supple limbs coiled and launched propelling the youth forward, claws scratched violently into the earth. He flew toward the call, hackles lacing down his back as he prepared to fight whatever beast was dare hurting his sister? only to find that the monster was within her and there was nothing he could do?


"ROMAN!" Drashiel froze as the scent of blood hit him? blood and? something else? her distended belly caught his attention and he felt bile well in his throat. He turned to the other femme? a healer. She spoke to some creature though he couldn't hear the words. "You're Tortuga's healer? what's? what's going to happen to my sister? Is there anything I can do?" His voice remained surprising calm apart from a few awkward pauses but deep inside he felt suddenly helpless. He might as well have been a little child? he was useless here.



"Speech"