Unbound
Chapter Eight Hundred And Thirty Eight – 838
"You know me.” Not him, exactly, but Felix saw no reason to correct the thing.
Lips split open across the end of the Primordial's tiny head, just beneath those three black eyes. Large, flat teeth shone pale against its black tongue.
I Know What You Portend, Scion.
Felix grunted, trying to move his limbs but failing spectacularly. "And what is that?"
The End.
"The end of what?"
The Primordial twisted him, turning Felix about like a toy, examining him from heels to hair. You Are Incomplete. Where Do You Keep It?
"Keep what?" Felix managed through gritted teeth.
Ah. It held him above the eyes and mouth, and for a moment Felix feared the thing was going to swallow him whole. Rooted And Bound. Fitting.
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