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Sreda · 8/23/2025, 7:54 PM

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I see the bad moon arising
I see trouble on the way
I see earthquakes and lightnin'
I see bad times today

Her experimentations had led her no closer to any corporeal reasoning for the recent plagues that had manifested. In fact, she'd convinced herself that the world had been cursed by its very ancestors. Ancestors with a magic far stronger than anything this modern world was familiar with — far stronger than anything this modern world could handle. And soon, it would reach a threshold that it could not withstand. Soon, the end would come.

I hear hurricanes a-blowing
I know the end is coming soon
I fear rivers overflowing
I hear the voice of rage and ruin

The sting of the water burned her skin, searing the delicate fibers of fur between her paw pads. The water wasn't as strong here as it was at home ... but it was obvious that the curse was spreading. The decay was spreading farther and farther from the epicenter, determined to consume. 'How original,' she thought with a tinge of boredom, treading out of the water and shaking each of her paws to clear it of the sludgy gray debris.

Hope you got your things together
Hope you are quite prepared to die
Looks like we're in for nasty weather
One eye is taken for an eye

The howl caught her attention. It felt frantic and unfamiliar for a voice that Sreda often found was devoid of fear. Her sharp purple gaze would turn, catching the whiff of Wardruna the Blood Drinker. The witchy woman would release a bark, sharp enough to catch Wardruna's attention, she hoped. Don't venture too far, she warned, tufted ears flicking forward in her own subtle greeting. The water bites. There were hints of a smile along the edges of her lips.

Don't go around tonight
Well, it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise

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