Chapter 29“Poppy! Get back!” Eirian shouted, the owb releasing them and falling back, a shadow amongst shadows, waiting for its command.
Before them, the milk white eyes within her mother’s face rolled, the creature shuddering, bloating, the tip swelling as the bulk of its body unfolded into countless slithering tentacles descending down from the swollen head.
“N-No,” Poppy said, feeling bile in her mouth. “No, I’ll stand and fight too.”
She reached inside her hoody, pulling out her thin phone, her hand trembling as she held it out.
The eyes in her mother’s face rolled again.
“Oh, you would stand against me?” it called out in wry amusement.
The throbbing canopy of its head expanded and contracted, almost as if some alien heart beat within it, the tentacles lapped at the floor, explor
