#cascal

[infernaldaydreams]

red gold red

[nadas-dirthalen]

Nameless Star, Out of View

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Everything is red here, even when it’s not. Every branch that sways could be a lock of hair, a reaching arm. Every rustle of leaves could be a crackle of static. The ache in his chest could even be sweet, if he just stops thinking, if the wound just stops weeping inside his shirt.

Summary: Castilla von Valancius has vanished where no one can find her, and Calligos Winterscale has come halfway to ripping up the Koronus Expanse in the attempt. With no leads left and no hope to cure the gnawing hunger deep in his bones, he's taken to Quetza Temer, cutting through the brush in a vain hope to find some kind of absolution. What he finds breaks him more than mercy could.

Rating: M

Tags: Crashout Calligos, Calligos Winterscale POV, Angst, Hurt No Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Quetza Temer

Word Count: 4,064

Cascal, my beautiful and glorious god-blorbos and all their art, belong to my beloved @infernaldaydreams! 🩷💛🧡

[amasec]

castilla von valancius 🩸⚔️

a gift for beloved @infernaldaydreams 🩶

[infernaldaydreams]

For some weird reason no one wants to go with them to help with warp events anymore.

[infernaldaydreams]

"If dear Chorda knew how close-knit we had become, she would have surely branded us conspirators."

[infernaldaydreams]

Really? Right in front of her Drusian Priest?

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…a crimson sky at dusk that has turned into an ocean of spilt blood. Its still surface is broken by a hand with fingers covered in rings, and Calligos Winterscale emerges from the depths—only to take a single breath and disappear once more into the blood. It happens again, and again, and again…

[infernaldaydreams]

messy colored sketches cause I love them