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Draugur · 6/16/2026, 7:42 PM

The morning sun peeked from behind the clouded veil of sky, dancing through the mist in glittering fractals. It was something he'd noticed away from the misted peaks of Jakten — there was far more sun. For some reason, Mistveil held some sort of otherworldly power that seemed to absorb the rays of light.

Part of him missed the eternal darkness ... the mist that camouflaged him and clung to him like a second skin.

But it would seem he didn't miss it enough to hurry home. Instead, he persisted, treading through the misted fields and comfortably lingering under the canopy of trees. He would phase in and out of visibility as his large paws moved his cumbersome frame with practiced ease. The silence was numbing, erasing the echoes of fading memories in the back of his mind.

The more he was away from it, the more he wanted to forget it. It. His life. His past. His failures. His family. His everything. Perhaps he could just live his life in the comfortable silence. Perhaps he could live like the mist.

A slanted smile slithered up the edges of his dark lips. He was all but invisible, other than the otherworldly blue glow that emanated from his scars.

And he knew .... he knew that could not be true. For eventually, the beast would grow hungry.

The revenant would need something to haunt.

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