[private] I woke up today and chose violence

[Gale]

Gale this is going to break me clean in two -- this is going to bring me close to you As a tiny insect, it wears eyes too simple to see her lips move and no ears at all to catch the quiet sound of her ‘No’. It would lament that, if it knew, but it is sure that something delightful had happened. Parents are often conveniently vulnerable to their children, and it knows that Gale would be and suspects the same is true of Mazikeen. The Curse sinks sharp fangs into the skin of her left leg, and then does it a second time with a slightly different set of fangs, those of a rattlesnake that coils its body around the osprey’s talons to avoid falling to the earth as she takes off. When she lands as a horse, it slips away and retakes Gale’s glowing equine shape. She looks unwell. The Curse smiles. “I’m going to kill you,” it repeats, and takes a step closer. How long will she remain standing, it wonders? How long until she crumples to the ground, until it can whisper into her ear as she dies all of the terrible things it will do to her lover, to her children, to every one that she loves. It takes another step. Will Mazikeen’s blood be poisoned, The Curse wonders? Or will it simply be flavored by the venom of the spider and the snake? There is only one way to find out, and it lunges forward in a repetition of its initial attack, leopard teeth searching for her jugular. @[Mazikeen]