Mother of monsters - Ripley and co.

[Ripley]

here comes a candle to light you to bed here comes a chopper to chop off your head They had tired of the forest, gorged themselves on deer and hunted dragons to no avail. Perhaps it was in part the proximity to their master – an electrical undercurrent keeping them from settling. Not that they were capable of settling or any form of peace – but their restlessness had been growing until they could cease it no more. So they left the forest, their first hunting grounds in this new Beqanna, and went in search of another. The mountains called to them and in the dark of night they slipped across borders they had no care for and began scoping out the canyons and desert. Oh, how many traps they could set here. They were feasting on the product of the day’s hunt when they felt it. A lure more than a summons, but it had the same weight. Neither the monster nor her daughter would have ignored the call of their master. Their loyalty was iron-set, enhanced by magic. After all, Anaxarete always brought them to the best meals and that was something they would never forget. Although they truly belong in darkness, the sharp images that the monsters cut in the daylight surely make them more intimidating. Their armour dull in the bright sunshine except for where the splatters of fresh blood glisten on silver teeth and hooves. A low clicking noise serves as the only greeting they can give to their master as they come before her. Neither of their minds are capable of true thought, not any more, but they are alert and the restlessness of the day is giving way to an undercurrent of excitement. What will they do next? ripley & nostromo XXVIII-----

@[Anaxarete]