Coven for Lost Girls || BlightDragon + Vanity
Amity was almost ready to take on the demon in the cave.
She’d gone to the Lyons Cave over the weekend to scope it out, collecting not only abstract reagents so she could figure out the cave’s magical signature, but also the physical ones: the glowing moss that climbed up the walls and hung from the ceiling, the dank, strange-smelling water, dirt, mud, and rocks she scraped from the floor. It would take eons to explore the full cave, but she hoped her collection would at least give her an idea of what she was dealing with.
And maybe, somewhere in these reagents, there’d be traces of that demonic energy. And those traces would tell her more.
She didn’t have the Hexside libraries though, nor the Blights’ personal collection-- so she had to go to the best next thing.
Howl Pendragon.
She arrived with her vials and vials of materials all in one box, and she balanced it in one arm as she knocked several times on the door. She waited. Waited some more. Then Amity huffed and pounded even harder and longer, until the door swung open--
“Who are you?” she blurted to the girl standing in the doorway.
@oh-heartlessman @vanecessary-conditions
