Rhiannon
The Mathair was bigger than Rhiannon had imagined. It had the feel of something ancient and powerful, and the soldier shivered faintly as they approached, her gaze jumping from the massive tree roots to the branches spanning overhead in awe. Surrounding the tree were myriad carnivorous plants, colorful and deadly, offering a siren's song to nearby prey.
When Lena whispered to her, the soldier started. She'd almost forgotten that the Caretaker accompanied her, and the reminder was stark. "I've never seen anything like it." Rhiannon's voice, too, was a whisper, as though afraid to disturb the ancient forces that had taken root in the great tree.
When Lena whispered to her, the soldier started. She'd almost forgotten that the Caretaker accompanied her, and the reminder was stark. "I've never seen anything like it." Rhiannon's voice, too, was a whisper, as though afraid to disturb the ancient forces that had taken root in the great tree.
they say looks can kill and I might try
