you and me and the devil makes three.

Eris Eternity · 06-15-2010, 12:55 AM

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These were things that the sable-shaded hybrid had been doing most of her conscious life. There were the months before Eterne, when she was a dumb and blind child, and these more recent months afterward—there was no reason and no opportunity to perform any rituals, there was no reason to perform any magic. The closest she had come was seeing that white wolf, being drawn to her—only to nearly lose her and end up meeting a demon. Eris believed Haku was the reason she had been so enticed with that pale canine; she honestly believed it had been that woman's death to draw them in close with one another. At least, she had until she'd heard that her mother had experienced him first—then there was only a vague sense of bitterness, one that Eris futilely attempted to combat. There was little good and little pride left in her life; whatever she had she wished to cling to.

Her chartreuse-shaded eyes looked to the man and the pallid marking on his chest, her ears twisting to catch the question he asked. “Home. Or what I thought was home,” she said. “Way far south in the desert. Some of us see through blood, bones... some of us just see,” the sable-shaded hybrid said, clearly envious of those few with that particular power. “Anyone can see with these, though,” she explained, indicating the pair of pouches to him. A more realistic smile appeared slowly on her muzzle, and she touched the small bags almost lovingly. “Peyote and psilocybin,” she said, slowly and less certainly than when she said their more familiar names. “Peyotl and teonanacatl.”

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