It was the coldest it had been since spring’s return — not enough to haunt the breath, but the hills, for their part, cloaked themselves in fog that gleamed under the face of Svnoyi Ehi Nvdo .
Nate stepped through it with only a vague kind of will steering him down deertrails. Ko-Ga followed.
Did you like her?Nate asked, after a while.
…Eleanore.Her name like a phantom itself, the way it made him cold to utter.
3-3-3 || IC ≠ OOC || Fiction ≠ Reality
I welcome organic IC interactions and any twists, conflict, or drama that comes out of it!
My characters are unreliable narrators.
The crow Ko-Ga is Nate's constant companion and may appear in any of his posts/threads!











