2024-08-10

(no subject)

She's knelt in prayer, long hair billowing in the open air.

Soft mutterings of affirmation to the divine above, eyes closed but aware of the steadily creeping familiars that began to emerge.

Starter for Johnathan

Fog picking up the deeper they walk through the woods.

Keen eyes peering around them with darting flits before narrowing. She'd stop and pull him with her behind a tree, his back to the tree and her chest pushed against him.