Where dreams descend5/31/2023 The one good thing about being left alone in the House. She had long stopped trying to hide it, simply left for her greenhouse as they did away with the evidence. Her maids never said anything when they discovered the scorched bed. The fabric singed beneath her fingertips, still smoking. Kallia jolted awake, clawing at her blankets. The shadow easily pursued, until the dark consumed her. She reached within herself to summon fire and lightning and whatever unholy element she could to ward off the beast. It rushed from her lips without sound, useless. Its looming shadow cast over her, coming for her. Her shallow breaths cut like glass as she crawled desperately back on her hands, away from something rising above her. Fell to fingers digging into rocky damp soil. The nightmare had returned, in flashes thick as flesh. A PRINCESS WITH CLAWS WHO WISHES FOR WINGS
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