When we can’t control fire,
we name it “wild”
Alina had been continuing her scouting missions. Today, she'd misjudged the time, and was still flying above the Tundra when night fell. Cursing, she took a tighter grip on her spear and began flying back towards the mountains and their portal. As she did, though she spotted an unusual sight and an even more unusual gathering.
There appeared to be a ghostly version of the creature that Weaver had described to the Fae, an Ursur. Eyes narrowing, Alina descended to a lower height so she could get a better look at the spirit. However, she didn't land. Instead, she gave it and everything below a careful berth.
There appeared to be a ghostly version of the creature that Weaver had described to the Fae, an Ursur. Eyes narrowing, Alina descended to a lower height so she could get a better look at the spirit. However, she didn't land. Instead, she gave it and everything below a careful berth.
when we can’t control God,
we name it “war”
ALINA
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