Today I swim in Styx. My skin drinks the water of the underworld. My nerves feed on pain emerging from the black river.
I want to sleep. And wake up when Hades disappears in the mist.
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Corvere
the hunt never ends I came from deep woods, dark caverns and mushroom circles. I came with glamour and echantment; a child of the wild wind and blood of the forest god. I came with a breeze and with a gale. The overgrowth fairy, a spellbound Fae Prince. |