CURSED BY MOON, BOUNDED BY BLOOD
chapter 20
The forest gives way to an ethereal and sinister realm. Shadows dance unnaturally, and the air feels thick with unseen eyes. A low, almost imperceptible hum vibrates through the ground as Lily, Patrick, and Grimalkin step forward. The moonlight wanes, casting faint silver threads that seem to ripple like water against the oppressive darkness.
Lily and Patrick tread cautiously behind Grimalkin, their every step deliberate. The tension between them is palpable, though neither speaks of it. Grimalkin moves with unsettling ease, its luminous eyes occasionally glinting as it peers back at them.
lily
(whispering, her voice trembling)
It’s colder here. Like... it’s draining us.
Grimalkin
(tilting its head, voice velvety and mocking)
The Vale takes what it likes. Best not to fight it—just... don’t fall apart.
patrick
(low, with a growl)
What happens if we do?
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