10-25-2023, 12:45 PM
What a strange place.
A maze that wasn't just crawling along the grounds, but one that stretched toward the skies as well. Twisting and winding paths, up and down, around a corner and below. It was like it never ended - and Morticia was simply wandering its open corridors to see what it might have to offer if anything at all.
Unfortunately it even stole some of the webs off her back. The stones were sticker than her coat it seemed for them, spiriting away some spiders in turn and she could only hope that here they would remain well fed and comfortable. Not anything she would waste her time with collecting if the lands were just going to steal it back from her. But Morticia felt nude without them. Without the silk robe that danced in any light air current that pulled and pushed without sensation.
Leaping down from one staircase to the one below, she hissed as an ankle rolled. Lifting the limb to investigate it, it wasn't broken that she was certain - but it would swell. “It seems I'm here for a little longer than expected.” More annoyed than anything. It wasn't like she had anywhere important to be, just curious and wandering - and even that had to stop momentarily to let her ankle heal.
At least on this lower level her cloak returned in the form of mist. And here she would remain, hidden from immediate view until the wound ceased throbbing.
A maze that wasn't just crawling along the grounds, but one that stretched toward the skies as well. Twisting and winding paths, up and down, around a corner and below. It was like it never ended - and Morticia was simply wandering its open corridors to see what it might have to offer if anything at all.
Unfortunately it even stole some of the webs off her back. The stones were sticker than her coat it seemed for them, spiriting away some spiders in turn and she could only hope that here they would remain well fed and comfortable. Not anything she would waste her time with collecting if the lands were just going to steal it back from her. But Morticia felt nude without them. Without the silk robe that danced in any light air current that pulled and pushed without sensation.
Leaping down from one staircase to the one below, she hissed as an ankle rolled. Lifting the limb to investigate it, it wasn't broken that she was certain - but it would swell. “It seems I'm here for a little longer than expected.” More annoyed than anything. It wasn't like she had anywhere important to be, just curious and wandering - and even that had to stop momentarily to let her ankle heal.
At least on this lower level her cloak returned in the form of mist. And here she would remain, hidden from immediate view until the wound ceased throbbing.
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