Stirring in the Shadows

Breath entered my chest without warning. My limbs, held rigid in stillness for so long, answered my command. I tested the flex of my clawed fingers, feeling genuine weight and sinew respond. The surface beneath my feet was flat, solid, and cool. Lowering one hand, I brushed the woven fringe hanging from my sash, feeling each thread part against my palm. The surrounding darkness remained unbroken, yet my balance was firm and my senses acute. A domain of silence, perhaps, but I stand awake and prepared.#VoidmistEmpire #DarareeNomadicClanChief