[PQ - in progress] shadows and smoke

[Livinia]

l i v i n i a. The trip up the mountain should have exhausted one so young. It should have left her dripping sweat and struggling to draw breath in the thinner air.  It should have been insurmountable. But it wasn’t. Livinia felt nothing. This was normal for the child. The child who had been born but did not live.  It was unsurprising, given who her parents were.  Her mother seemed unsurprised that food provided no nourishment to the child, and had challenged her to discover what it was that she needed. So she had experimented, equal parts out of necessity and desperation.  But she’d prevailed. She’d discovered what it was that sated her.  It was blood that breathed life into her bones. Not mother’s milk or the hearty grasses found in Pangea. Blood. It had been a clumsy affair, this discovery. Equine teeth were not meant for hunting. She’d unintentionally mutilated the creature who had given its life to fuel her own.  She knew there had to be a better way - a better alternative. So she had come to the mountain to ask. “Hello? Is someone there?” she asked, quietly, uncertainly. such is life, such is death.

 


@[Officials] 
Livinia would like to quest for fangs so she can eat more easily.