Thread:Orion's Dagger/@comment-26362630-20180817151223/@comment-5647250-20180830042341

Anna: Is something wrong?

Black Annis: (she stands atop the oak tree, chanting) ''By knives of iron and rivers of blood. On the oaths of the betrayed and the innocents' cries, I plague thee. I unsheathe the wounds of this land, of bitter loss and a lost rule. Shed curses of the dead, and null those words that guard against wickedness. I approach. This way, I come. (there is a wretching stench of iron that arises in the air. Black Annis takes a sprig from the tree beneath her and crushes it in her fist, mixing it with the blood of Sylvia. She then spits in the mix and grinds it together before tossing it in front of her) THIS WAY I ROAM AND NONE MAY STOP MY APPROACH.''