video; un: deathweaver

[respired]

[ It's the most horrible time of the year, and for once, Koltira is semi-lucid enough to say so. Sort of. The pain of long restraint muddies his thoughts; garbles his speech. His voice is thick, halting. He can't maintain coherent thought for long. ]

I have isolated myself in the woods. If you value your life--you will stay away.

[ HERE'S WHERE TO GO IF YOU DON'T VALUE YOUR LIFE ]