Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26998060-20180725201503/@comment-26127871-20180802201454

The breeze seems to momentarily pause, before picking up again, a strong current of hot air. A delicate whisper pervades the room, seemingly coming from everywhere, as the fibrils brush against Abomination, a sticky slime oozing off the tendrils. The soft voice, almost a caress, seems scared. Childish even, with a tinge of naive nature, innocent almost, but most assuredly scared.

"Hello?"