CURSED BY MOON, BOUNDED BY BLOOD
chapter 21
Lily's gaze snaps to him, and for a moment, the darkness seems to recede. But the apparition lunges forward, its face twisting into a monstrous snarl. Lily stumbles back, her magic surging instinctively, sending out a faint glow that pushes the figure away.
Grimalkin
(chuckling from the sidelines)
Oh, how delicious. The Vale knows just where to dig its claws.
patrick
(barking at Grimalkin)
Enough. How do we stop this?
Grimalkin
(amused)
You don’t. You endure. If you’re lucky, you come out sane.
The whispers return, louder and more dissonant. Shadows twist into grotesque forms that encircle them. Patrick pulls Lily close, his voice softer now, almost a plea.
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