Navarone Zahre

Penumbra

"The wise, like uncle Windblown Snow often state that Vitriol is distilled glow of the infernal sun. They are wrong, it is the essence of hateful spite, made manifest by Kimbery, The Sea That Marched Against the Flame. I know for it/they/she chose me, embraced me, and called me Georgina. "

"In Malfeas, I appeared just after exalting, my wealthy but overall unimportant parents busy maintaining their estate, not even noticing their daughter falling unconscious for seven days."

"I woke up on an island in the middle of the desert, the sea flowed from my right to my left, with no clear beginning nor end, its tinge a dark but sickly green. Then the sea spoke: 'I love it, I will call it georgina, and the sea showered me with malfean gifts, crystals I later learned to be magical, jewelry of bronze, brass and iron, fine cloth made from silk of spiders so poisonous they could kill a demon, other gemstones purified within Jeweled Auditors. For hours I was pelted with gifts, and appealed to, and attempts were made to secure my gratitude and obedience. I made sure to give the former, and make polite excuses for the latter. After what felt like three and a half eternities, the sea made excuses and left, telling me she was Kimbery, and that she would be watching."

"I then felt a stirring across my new third soul, a passenger identified itself as Kemong-Doom, a Tomescu, wreathed in impenetrable clouds even in my mind. He told me he would help me return to my place and my people, and I knew, for I could not dissemble with myself in this, that it was not my parents he meant. After walking for three days and two nights, and maybe half a day, my legs would no longer carry me, as they were, and so started to change, as Kemong-Doom chanted words, and my demonic scaled-devil-tiger form came out, and I walked more easily for the rest of the trip, my eyes burning amber, and every so often, my passenger would scream. Every other time he'd do this, my amber eyes would bleed out angry light all over the sand, burning it into glass, so three times it did this, and the last time, the glass swirled into a great spiraling staircase that I climbed into a portal, that led me home. 'Daddy' was waiting, with Uncle and Guildmistress Wandry.