The mage wasn't wrong. Sigrith felt unnaturally exhausted but she couldn't say exactly why. Her transformation was often handled with such ease, but now the witch felt as though she'd somehow overextended her form even though she hadn't. Taking her bundle, Sigi held onto it for several moments longer, eyes closed against the weight of weariness until she heard the flare of a flame brought to life.
Sitting there naked on the frozen ground, the cold of the storm seeped into her bones for the first time in a very long time, Sigrith slowly but carefully began to unwrap her affects from the cloak to redress.
"That lake," she finally broke the silence at length, "was not meant to be found by man or mortal. It is ... dangerous."
Sitting there naked on the frozen ground, the cold of the storm seeped into her bones for the first time in a very long time, Sigrith slowly but carefully began to unwrap her affects from the cloak to redress.
"That lake," she finally broke the silence at length, "was not meant to be found by man or mortal. It is ... dangerous."