Vedmak & Evelyn
Vedmak Vedmak
Evelyn Evelyn
Vedmak Vedmak
You see, there's a particular herb I throw at demons, not to beat them but to confuse them into leaving. Its scent is sharp, almost metallic, like a warning. How do you feel when the air shifts after a storm?
Evelyn Evelyn
I feel the wind whispering secrets, the earth breathing a quiet sigh after the storm. It’s like the world pauses, a breath held between thunder and calm, and all the smells shift to something clean and sharp, almost metallic, like a fresh start. I can hear the leaves rustle, almost like the herb’s scent – a warning that everything is still moving, still alive.
Vedmak Vedmak
Sounds like the storm's still in the air, the herbs are doing their job. If it starts breathing again, I'll be on my feet, ready. Keep your ears open, the world never stops moving.