[Slone]
He is calling me.
*thump*
I just need to walk to the edge of the road, to the start of the forest beyond. Just a step, and a turn.
*thump thump*
The stones are crunching underneath my bare feet. I am not wearing shoes. Why am I not wearing shoes? My feet and ankles are wet with dew as I walk across Evander’s garden. The flowers are so beautiful. The glow in the moonlight.
*thump*
I need to find Rosalynd. I need to tell her. To warn her.
*thump thump*
The hounds are coming. I can feel their fiery breath on my legs, on my spine. If they catch me they will open me and I will spill everywhere for the witches to read my secrets. They will drag me to the River Styx and I will be a memory.
*thump*
Our master is coming. Just a step, a turn, a hop, and a twirl. Into the mouth
