From what Miriilandra could tell, they had been traveling north for the better part of the day and had now turned east, into some uneven grasslands. Bound to the pillory on the cart as she was, forced to face the woman she loved as she was dragged by a chain like an animal, the young mage could only offer Bora her kind eyes and concerned grunts through her gag.
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Gotta say, the background is kinda so so (trees are hard, go figure) but I do love how the lighting is behaving around Bora's body!
markus baur
2022-03-31 12:39:05 +0000 UTC