call it fate, call it karma / Brad&Mav day 4

It is a strange thing to die.

To know that it is coming, to rise one morning and feel the give of your knees, to feel the weakness gnawing. Hounds of hell nipping at your ankles as your mother, head knelt at the altar, knees raw from begging to a god that won’t listen, weeps.

You always knew that the end was inevitable, but for the longest time it was far enough away that you paid no mind to it. Even with all of the loss that you’ve experienced in your short lives, it was never more than a fleeting thought.

But it’s here now.

Perhaps this is where it always was, nestled amongst the wildflowers, longing for you.

We weave our own tragedies and we all choose our own paths, willing or not. You were always going to wind up here. Stepping off of the beaten path matters little, this was always your fate.

It’s here, in a small clearing away from the rest of the world that the heaviness that’s been plying at you begins to worsen.

You see a tall, narrow archway smothered with sky flowers standing free in the centre of the clearing. A gentle breeze runs through the meadow, the pistons of the flowers knock against each other, chiming like bells.

This is the place that death extends its hand to you.

- Our beloved duo woke this morning a little worse for wear. Perhaps it’s because of the particular trail that Brad and Mav chose or perhaps it happened because of the way that Brad clung to the stone knight more than anyone else. Either way, the curse seems to be moving along at a much faster pace for our little Ghost Boys.

- Mav and Brad will each roll a die ranging from 6-12. Once their respective HP’s reach 40, the curse will claim them as its first victims.