The darkness overtakes this person, perhaps a serpent should take refuge in a den where no one will ever see them again. One could just see, one just saw colors of the world, and now there is only emptiness in their visage. But for how long?   Freya had been in this state of darkness for some time over an elven week now. The only thing she could remember seeing was the argument she had with her mal’onn, August. Being of ancestral birth in the Athri’onn faith Freya whispered small praye