[open] Crown of Bone and Thorn

[Kreed]

As expected, there is no glorious reason for his presence, much like my dwindling patience. Not that I have anywhere to be, but the absence of anything to do has become maddeningly dull. Suddenly, I miss the shapeshifter and his endless trickery; at least I felt something then—irritation, indifference, annoyance. And the water creature, trapped by the receding tide, poor thing—how dreadful to be stuck. Stuck. Now that’s a feeling I can relate to.

Loess—I know it well. I was born there, actually. It’s always been a long-forgotten part of my past, much like everything else. I’d hoped that returning to this place would feel like some grand achievement... but I was wrong.

When he asks about my reign, I shrug, my shoulder giving a careless lift. How long has it been? "Many seasons," I grunt, tilting my head and flicking my tail in annoyance. Turning away from the harmless phantom, I refocus on my nightly prowl. “Not much to guard against, though." Four kingdoms remain, but they stir very little these days. They might as well have been sunk with the rest.

Still, I’ll make my rounds and wait for the day something—anything—happens.

Kreed

Crown of Bone and Thorn

@Tiernen