@swordaserious
Its head tilts back and forth, crimsons swaying like a clock pendulum, right left, right left, the speed like a metronome, mechanical, smooth, smooth, mechanical, smooth- unwavering in its patternless movements.
Its eyes track the lifeless creature, blinking, unyielding, pupil sway, sway, sway.
“ Dead one, why do you come? “
Spoken like a riddle, an uncommon lack of obvious hostility -yet, but overwhelmingly e e r i e like all the others.














