Rhiannon
Rhiannon retrieved the first branch and started on another, only to be interrupted by a flash of something against the snow. Turning, her hackles rising at the sensation of being watched, she saw what appeared to be finger marks dragged through the drifts. It was too quiet, even with Sah’s muttered curse, and Rhi couldn’t shake the sense of someone out there with them, a threatening, silent presence.
Not the only one, she confirmed through the Attuned bond, forcing herself to mimic Sah’s actions and return to harvesting the boughs. But frankly, I’d rather you were. As the saying goes, Sah, better you than me.
Not the only one, she confirmed through the Attuned bond, forcing herself to mimic Sah’s actions and return to harvesting the boughs. But frankly, I’d rather you were. As the saying goes, Sah, better you than me.
No one likes a mad woman
What a shame she went mad
What a shame she went mad
