[OPEN] breach your rippling pool

M i l d e w

Come down, little darling,
and lay at my breast

Watching Aurelia idly as she let the beetle explore her hands, Mildew let out a quiet breath of laughter at the mud dripping from her canteen; she reached into the bag on her hip, well-hidden in her skirts and made of the same earthy colours, and brought out a glass jar filled with a cloudy yellow liquid. "Would you like this juice, dear?" She asked, holding it out towards her. If Aurelia drank, she would find it was surprisingly tangy and sweet, in contrast to the lands it must have come from.

"There are plenty things out here that might try to kill you...you were lucky." Mildew said easily, as if this thought was no more than a mere passing idea for her (and really, it wasn't; if she cared for every traveller coming by, she would have broken her heart a hundred times by now). "Though you are unlikely to come into any dangers here. The lands know me too well to throw their attacks at me."

Seemingly, something Aurelia said was amusing; Mildew laughed loud and shook her head, curls of hair bouncing around her. "Who knows who they will be! You can't expect to know your future...or at least, not on your own." Her lips parted in a grin and Mildew, now sensing where she might be able to get some business, asked: "Would you like to know it? Your future, that is. I can help with that, darling."

Oh, come a little closer
and I'll do the rest