[One of the tendrils of shadows thickens and almost seems to split like a mouth, a low, baying roar rumbling over the hills and through the trees to reach them. Even the sound of it feels like hatred and viciousness, a desire to break and destroy for the skae of it.
Is this what seraphim see when they looked upon the world below, before Sorey had set out? A ruined world bleeding its own pain out to contaminate everything else?]
That seems like such a tall order for just one person.
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Is this what seraphim see when they looked upon the world below, before Sorey had set out? A ruined world bleeding its own pain out to contaminate everything else?]
That seems like such a tall order for just one person.