Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 17: Savage

‘There’s nothing so savage as time, dear Anabelle,’ Imalia purrs, running a slender finger around the curve of Anabelle’s cheekbone, digging her nail in to draw a line of blood. Tiny droplets spill, like tears, across Anabelle’s milk white flesh.

Anabelle cries out, tries to move her head away, but Imalia grasps her chin in a cruel grip and holds it still. She leans down; the folds of her veil fall about Anabelle’s face, soft and somehow deplorably heavy.

Anabelle gasps, afraid of drowning in t...