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This is not your grave,
but you are welcome in it

tw: squeamishness and also IC opinions, bc much like Dirt, Silent is just a cold bastard and has a really weird viewpoint.

the creature had been aware of Kydobi’s silent judgement and presence but had not cared to react beyond his continuous eating until the jaguar had spoken up - upon which point, that massive cavern eyed head swung around to ‘their leader’ and its gaze could almost be called amusement, annoyance or vague disgruntled - or some confusing mess of the three for all that this shambling monstrosity made of any kind of sense.

And of course with that turn, the cracking of it’s own estranged limbs - and the ribs of the corpse it had been standing upon as it moved - brought to bear that gaping maw where a chest should be, rubbed teeth fluttering around the writhing tentacles that - with their sickening length - were still rummaging inside the corpse for every scrap it could find, 

Then that awful voice that sounded like far too many in one answered back

“Cruelty is perspective - this land is fed - nourished - by it”

Seemingly dropping it’s vague non sequiturs for the blunt approach, for it did not care for if what it did was cruel or not - meat was meat was flesh for consuming, the thing died either way and all death was agony to life, what did it matter the merit of how it was done,

The only thing that mattered was if you wasted it

And Silent was a beast of opportunities and extreme resourcefulness

An abomination of recycled materials himself, much though life hated that he even existed

But it seemed it had drawn an audience and ones that seemed disinclined to paint so broad brushstrokes as ‘their leader’

But if it bothered the other so, they could always leave

Of course, that ran the extreme risks that without being of benefit for a resting place, anything here would be suddenly recategorised as food as it’s sole resource

And well, who’s to say any of them might end up the next dedicated corpse upon which the thing fed - though they might take comfort in that, at least as thinking beasts, Silent would honour them by adding their voice to the chorus

It was really all quite simple in the end - everything had its use

And the only thing that kept Pittians safe was their use in a place for his ‘grave’

”the sands thirsts where you deny to slake it”

Perhaps he talked about the land itself and it dry desolation, of how the howling winds sounded like baying cries for blood and the ashes and echoes of old wars and wounds - for this land was built on blood and for blood it cried out,

It was what had drawn it here after all,

Or mayhaps it spoke to the thing that curled in all hearts and called those to said place much as he, everyone had their secrets whether open or closed - the longer they went without, the more it might howl

Land and the shadows in the eyes of those that roamed here both,

At Jacks words the creature gave a strange shudder-gurgle as if agreeing ”death is death” were it’s words on the matter, agreement with Dirt in its ‘bones’ as one might say

Kydobi seemed to wish to blunt the claws of his fellows, but Silent was not a creature made for bluntness - not even a creature made by any hand but it’s own to spite all else that found it so reviled - Silent was a creature made of horrors and thus it made them in turn

If the Ardent expected the corpse god as he had been so feared afore to be cowed then he’d find naught but disappointment,

Still it rose, the smaller tendrils - unlike its tentacled rib-mouth - that wreathed along its limbs and shoulders fluttering before a sharp crack had its bulging neck spine twitch and its head toss to indicate the corpse

”if there is use, you may partake” a somewhat go ahead for if the others wished to take bones, skin, flesh and the like from its meal - elsewise he’d likely remove the corpse to wherever it is the creature rested and continue there now that it’s greatly reduced weight would not be a bother to drag back.

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TAGS - ??? [9FT MYTH] - PITT - ART IS MINE

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