( it was inevitable that the altar of ashes and bones would be checked out, even by max.
all of this had sounded like some story, and that was coming from her standards. it lacked the visceral wrongness of the upside-down, of the writing, twisting landscape and the bleeding-red skies.
it wasn't all nice, the warning laid out for all to see and it still felt like some sort of ritual. wrong in a different sort of way. less world and life ending and more like a medieval threat. which wasn't that far off from the rest of the energy this place had.
she must not be the only one thinking that, though the thoughts coming from a talking raccoon wasn't exactly on her bingo card for this year. yet again, neither was dying to a monster.
between the two, she'd take the raccoon, although the look she gives him does give away the fact that talking animals aren't commonplace to where she's from. as for the visual... ) Ugh — yeah. That would be gross.
solvunn
all of this had sounded like some story, and that was coming from her standards. it lacked the visceral wrongness of the upside-down, of the writing, twisting landscape and the bleeding-red skies.
it wasn't all nice, the warning laid out for all to see and it still felt like some sort of ritual. wrong in a different sort of way. less world and life ending and more like a medieval threat. which wasn't that far off from the rest of the energy this place had.
she must not be the only one thinking that, though the thoughts coming from a talking raccoon wasn't exactly on her bingo card for this year. yet again, neither was dying to a monster.
between the two, she'd take the raccoon, although the look she gives him does give away the fact that talking animals aren't commonplace to where she's from. as for the visual... ) Ugh — yeah. That would be gross.