She was not so stupid to think that he would not follow her. The witch welcomed it. The darkness that swallows her eats away at the violet light emanating from her crystal. What is usually a vibrant, comforting thing, has been made a ghost of amethyst that cannot pierce that shadows that grow and slither across her rosy flesh. She can only sense that she is not alone, that he is there, waiting for her in the dark. The cave mouth has yawned open for her as she ventures ever deeper. Shivers dribble across her skin in flirtatious fingers, the cold of the underworld enveloping her close as if to say: Welcome back to Hell, witch. A wicked smile tugs her lips, but it is drowned in the endless black that encompasses them whole. Her hooves click against the damp stones, but even the sound of her steps are muffled in the silence of this unholy place. And what better place than for a snake to find her? For surely the stench of parched earth and sand did not come from her. Oh no.. surely not at all. Deep within the mountain, in the catacombs that begin to wind and twist under a spear of rock, does the Witch Child’s step falter and stop. The crystal pulses, but it is the hidden Relic that begins to burn where it is hidden in beneath the tangled mess of her mane. Her beloved Sight does not need to tell her why the viper ghost has found her here. In the caves, alone, and in a god foresaken place. Nimue’s lips crack into a twisted snarl. "Are you ready to come out and play?" @velorca SPEED THREAD despite how overdue this is! Permission for everything under the sun, as long as her fate is left unknown <3 |
