Pihu
Pihu grimaced as the spirit departed, taking the mancala set with it. "Congratulations," she muttered towards the horizon. Taking her hair, she wrung it out again, then repeated the process with her shirt. That left puddles at her feet, though considered the waves that had swept over the area they were tiny in comparison.
Muttering some choice words for meddling spirits under her breath, she shifted into a raven. Preening her feathers to get rid of some more moisture, she finally flapped her wings. Then she took off, leaving the sea, sky, and shrine behind her. Her goal was just to get as far away as possibly to dry off and maybe nap.
-FIN
Muttering some choice words for meddling spirits under her breath, she shifted into a raven. Preening her feathers to get rid of some more moisture, she finally flapped her wings. Then she took off, leaving the sea, sky, and shrine behind her. Her goal was just to get as far away as possibly to dry off and maybe nap.
-FIN
They say these are the golden years
But I wish I could disappear
But I wish I could disappear
