TW: pain, bl..d,
--Bastet--
"MOM?" Avery screams, pushing me aside. I fall to the ground. My head hits the hard, cold ground. I clutch it. "MOM? PLEASE?"
"Bastet." Hands lift me up from where I lay. Quarry looks at Avery. His face is half covered in blood. Sweat makes it look more like seawater than blood. Dark seawater....
Where's Della from here?
"Bastet we have to go now," He says, voice heavy and breaking. I look up at him, the stars still there. Quarry flinches. A welt forms on his hand.
I gasp. My stars turn gold again.
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Storms of the Sky
FantasyEvery mythical world Bastet has read about is paradise compared to the hell they live in. Maylea is not that place. With some possessing unordinary abilities, two friends as different as the sun and sea, and a pretty assassin out for their head, Bas...
