07-03-2019, 10:30 PM
What is a nuke? Surely it was something of the Above, a powerful curse conjured by only the rarest of sorcerers. It terrified Rowan, and therefore, it terrified Valeriya as well. Armande fixated upon her own face, but it was a ghosts’ that he perceived. The shell of a girl took form in her own mind, but the Eye did not see this dead child. It was only the eye of her inborn imagination. Valeriya did not swoon or faint weakly. She squeezed his hand, “there is no shame. We culled the Khylsty when necessary, but we survived. It is known.” She’d never known Regus to shudder, but where he was vulnerable, she was strong.
When Rowan’s story followed, Valeriya’s heart was not softened. Babes of the Above were thick as blood, but the caves of the Khylsty were suffocating. Too many of their numbers would endanger the whole. Coupling was carefully allowed, but on occasion, others hid their shameful deeds and the result removed.
Something drew Rowan’s gaze aside, and Vale frowned in follow. The echo of an echo flooded her mind, but it was dirty and smudged.
“Someone’s here,” she seethed with danger.
When Rowan’s story followed, Valeriya’s heart was not softened. Babes of the Above were thick as blood, but the caves of the Khylsty were suffocating. Too many of their numbers would endanger the whole. Coupling was carefully allowed, but on occasion, others hid their shameful deeds and the result removed.
Something drew Rowan’s gaze aside, and Vale frowned in follow. The echo of an echo flooded her mind, but it was dirty and smudged.
“Someone’s here,” she seethed with danger.
The Eye of the Khylsty