The Calming Of Storms
Maiden's POV:
My job's done. Another wither set on his path, another monster soon to be born. Sticking behind offers nothing, this realm is as fickle as the others, but the future I foresee isn't mine to bring. The vessel…I saw him long ago plunging into certain death with near to no soul seeping out of him. It was then I pulled him, as a pawn, as a mirror to myself, or perhaps as mere entertainment.
'I have enough souls to feed for centuries, time to move on and maybe check here and there only when necessary.' With one last tour of the hotel and a parting meal, I expected myself to be off by the time the sun set on this accursed plain.