#morozoko

Kahtya’s heart dropped in a moment of panic until she realized it was only her sister. Not that that made things better but at least it wasn’t Papa. “Leisa,” She breathed, half daring to hope. Her sister took one look at her and nearly throttled her on the spot. But where Kahtya expected a stern lecture, she got helping hands. “Leisa?” She tried again only a question now. “This is a right mess you’ve gotten yourself into, you know that, yes?” Leisa’s fingers were rough and hurried, but she couldn’t complain. “Guess who will have to clean up after you now? Who will have to soothe Mama and keep Papa from hunting you down? Not to mention I’ll have to take your place as tribute to the crown.”  “Must you use ‘tribute’?” Kahtya’s nose scrunched in the mirror. “You’re making me feel like I’m offering you up as a sacrifice to the frost king.” Leisa pinched her arm hard. There was going to be a bruise. “Don’t invoke Morozoko, idiot! Winter isn’t loosening her grip yet. And you should feel like that!” “But Leisa, that’s your dream!” Kahyta ignored her sister’s superstitions and turned to her. Ever the picture of refinement, even her hair was gentle despite sharing the same shade of fiery red as her own. “You’re the one who wants luxury at its finest, and who actually appreciates this life. I can’t even remember the correct fork to use! If either of us should become royalty it’s you and we both know it.” Leisa sighed heavily, her gaze pinning the younger like she was a pretty butterfly. another sigh, but this time a hand pulled on a runaway curl affectionately. “This life was killing you, little sister,” She murmured. Understanding was a heavy weight on an otherwise angelic face. “That’s why I’m helping you. You’re so much more than a pretty face and you deserve the chance to prove it.”She reached for the bag utcked into the darkest corner of the wardrobe. Placing it in Kahtya’s hands, she yanked the diamond earrings out of her own ears and tucked them into a handkerchief. “I know you’ve snuck out before, but this will be different. Don’t trust lightly. And for heaven’s sake, don’t get caught up in the ice fairs. You know how they can get.” Kahyta was only half listening as she slipped into an old coat she’d swapped with a maid years ago. Tucking her sister’s earrings away safely, she gave Leisa the best smile she could manage.  “I really do feel awful leaving like this,” She whispered, her words mournful. “As you should. You’re really the most horrible brat.” Kahyta hung her head if only to hide the tiny smile. “I know.” “And I love you for it. Now get going before I change my mind.” Bag tucked over her shoulder, Kahtya paused at the panel hiding the servant’s passage. Taking a last look at her oldest friend, the smile cracked like ice. “Be careful sister,” She warned. “Don’t let this life kill you either.” Leisa scoffed and straightened her shawl. “It wouldn’t dare.” The two sisters shared an almost smile before one slipped into shadow and the other turned to settle the tables. 

#MythicMay Day 16: #Morozoko Boy howdy, my computer did not like this one. It crashed a couple of times 😬 Also! Officially over the halfway point in MythicMay. I didn’t think I would stick to it this long. Prompts by @audre_charamath_schutte #folklore #slavic #winter #zbrush #sketch #sculpture https://www.instagram.com/p/CARppzFAlGo/?igshid=pra529zknpr7

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