come home little wolf
Release, a full-body reaction that sent shivers over her skin. As if all worldly problems had been lifted from her shoulders and she was suddenly incorporeal. It was intoxicating. Otherworldly. Her chin lifted, lips parted as her eyes closed, she felt everything- even the brush of her lashes on the delicate skin beneath her eyes. Weightlessness. She lulled her head to the side and when her lashes lifted all color had been swallowed by the welcome home. Black, framed in thick black lashes, devoured the talasite chips that colored her eyes as well as the whites. Darkness swept through the press of figures - ghosts. Death. Dead. The figure closest to her turned into her, offering her a body to cling to - though one bony hand rose slowly.
Her fingers splayed, almost releasing Yelena.
Yelena?
Time.. time meant nothing, not here. She let her stare drift to Yelena, blinking slowly as she cemented her existence in her thoughts and reality before she returned her attention to the figure and its finger. She just wanted to sleep, to close her eyes again and just exist with the rest that pushed closer, crowding until she could feel Yelena bump against her side.
‘Little wolf…’ A voice curled like a touch around her fragile neck, seeping into her skin and thoughts. ‘Come.. come…’
Run. The figure next to her had no lips, just an eternal grin that hissed in her ear. Run. Run. A sharpness found her chin, the point of one body finger that directed her sleepy stare.
Bishop. He towered over the rest of the souls, souls that parted to allow him as he approached.
She didn’t just let Yelena go, she shoved her and once the veil let the other girl go, she twisted about to run.
‘Come to me..’
‘…Come to me, little wolf. Centuries have passed, lifetimes have come and gone. It is time to begin anew…”
An arm curled around her as she tried to shove through the collection of death that was too close, they pressing in to hold her in place. Her lips parted to scream but the arm cinched, squishing the air from her and suddenly a light stole the veil from her eyes.
Sarv.




















