[open] you can hear when the heart stops - anyone

[Anaxarete]

HELLO DARKNESS, MY OLD FRIEND She can feel the presence of the others. The press of their minds. The sound of their heartbeats. Her monsters had been given free reign of this land, the residents protected from the predators by her will alone. She knows that next on her agenda would be to visit the territories of this land, and ultimately the other kingdoms.  But for the time being, she is content to remain within the borders of Pangea. She considers, for a moment, checking up on the child she’d left incubating in one of Pangea’s many caves.  This land held many secrets that had been carefully been tucked away into the shadows.  In one such place, a child grew.  Anaxarete sensed early into the pregnancy that this child could not be safely incubated internally - not without exhausting herself.  She knew that it was possible for her to incubate her children externally - she had tested this with Ciara.  So tucked away in one of Pangea’s crevices was an egg wrapped tightly in shadows - glowing eerily in the dark.  Anaxarete had charged Ripley with looking after the child. A child born of Pangea herself.  The combination of her own magic and Carnage’s limitless magic had been peculiar, but that did not put off Anaxarete.  This was the kingdom that Carnage built. She would contribute her own blood and flesh to this cause. Her gaze slips towards the canyon where she knows the child grows, but instead the shadow mare redirects her attention to the river. A quiet moment. Or so it seems. The shadowmare’s mind is never quiet. A N A X A R E T E

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