She had been relentlessly pursued. The abominable hounds of the Devourer would not give up and let her be. She had been branded a traitor but Morgana had never been loyal to the eldritch thing from beyond in the first place. No betrayal could happen without loyalty. Not that it would care about that at all. The abomination felt betrayed and so Morgana deserved to be torn apart and devoured. It wouldn’t be just her body that those things would eat, it would be her soul as well. Morgana cursed the woman who had brought this upon her world.
The barrier between this world and Cora’s had become thin and weak. Weak enough for Morgana to slip through it. Her own world was beyond saving. She had accepted that. Perhaps she could do something for another and find some measure of redemption. It tha
