Your braids like a pattern
Love you to the moon and to Saturn
Love you to the moon and to Saturn
As Deimos explains, Lyra feels a horrible sinking feeling in her gut. Cannibalism had not been a thing she'd ever considered real - at least not amongst humans - and to hear that it has indeed been practiced in Caido has her a little sick to her stomach. At least they had been taken care of (one less threat for her to worry about out on the tundra), but it still sours her appetite. She leaves her bread alone. That's terrifying, she says, because even if these cannibals are long gone, that they had existed at all suggests that more may linger elsewhere.
As for Torchline, Lyra lifted canine lips in a silently disdainful snarl. I've never seen one myself, she explains. But they say it's a huge, sentient creature made of sand, stone, and coral. It eats sea creatures alive and absorbs them so that they become a part of its body. Some legends say that it can suck the life from a reef to heal itself, and almost all the stories agree that it feasts on human flesh. She paused. I honestly don't know if it's real or just a story. Where I was raised, we were told that the Reaver would get us if we didn't behave.
As for Torchline, Lyra lifted canine lips in a silently disdainful snarl. I've never seen one myself, she explains. But they say it's a huge, sentient creature made of sand, stone, and coral. It eats sea creatures alive and absorbs them so that they become a part of its body. Some legends say that it can suck the life from a reef to heal itself, and almost all the stories agree that it feasts on human flesh. She paused. I honestly don't know if it's real or just a story. Where I was raised, we were told that the Reaver would get us if we didn't behave.
Passed down like folk songs
The love lasts so long
The love lasts so long
Lyra
