"I see no god" came the whispering darkness, the clicking of claws on steel, the flickering of the sun within the room "just a petty Immortal with too much time on his hands and an ego that sends the young to their deaths, i know gods dark and powerful, bright and wonderful and you are no god"
The woman would never let something like this whisper to her brother. She knew better, it would make him spiral. He was actually having a pretty good time, this loop.
She gathers up the dark core, examining the wispy little thing with thoughtful eyes. Something about it, Salem thought this thing reminded her of something. No... Someone? Faded memories of an inky black snake whispering to her pass through her mind before she shakes her head.
“You should find something better to do, little one. Telling him things like that is like talking to a wall.”
