the tables have tabled!~

Echo was out amongst the swamp reeds, and Morrigan wasn't watching her too closely, either. Not the most attentive parent, perhaps, but the swamps were safer than the cities and she knew that from experience. Besides, the girl needed to learn what was and wasn't safe, and she wouldn't be able to do that if Morrigan hovered.

Okay, so, I want you to rot this fish. She held a fish out towards her lover, freshly caught. Think about it rotting, scales and flesh dripping free, until you hold nothing but bone. Then, before you disintegrate the bones, stop.
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@Loghain Mac Tir