Snippet #2721591

Rasteva internally recoiled as the dog's slobber filled mouth covered the ring that they were hiding in. Had the Daemon not been trying to keep such a low profile, they'd have scolded and then killed the beast in short order. Instead, Rasteva resigned themselves to being dragged along to wherever the Human needed to be, angry dog in tow.

Their new location was not much better, it was, in fact, WORSE than before. Rooms filled with animals. Rows upon rows of the beasts, all barking and yowling. The woman that Rasteva had attached themselves to seemed flustered, irritated even. Had they been capable, the Daemon might have pitied her. But given their current state, Rasteva could not find it in themselves to care for anyone else. The Daemon attempted to block out the furious noise that all the animals were making, no doubt they could all sense the Daemon's presence around the woman. While Rasteva was currently no more threatening than any of the creatures housed within the building, the Daemon's presence was wholly unnatural and was enough to worry the beasts. The woman, fortunately, did not stay long. Wanting to listen to the fearful creatures no more than Rasteva did.

During the ride home, the Daemon considered their options in silence. They were unsure how to approach the Human without terrifying her. No doubt she'd be uncooperative with a being that had thus far caused her so much trouble in barely a few hours. The couldn't THREATEN her, at least not in the state that they were. Rasteva was in no position to do much of anything as they were, though the woman did not know that.

Their thoughts were cut off as the Human arrived at what Rasteva assumed was her home. She stopped to greet two more Humans, something that puzzled the Daemon. Were they companions? Caretakers? The Daemon had never bothered to reach out to Humans. Much less learn their customs as they considered even thinking of Humans for any stretch of time to be wasted energy. It was becoming more and more apparent that Rasteva really hadn't thought their grand plan through. It had been one born purely of desperation and no small amount of fury. But they knew that there was no turning back for them. They'd come too far, and had already settled on THIS particular Human. It wasn't as if Rasteva had any other options anyway. The next Human could very well be no better than the one that they'd chosen. They might very well be WORSE.

No. Rasteva had made their decision and would see it to fruition as best that they could.

The woman's living space was small and modest. She seemed to prefer quiet, something that Rasteva could certainly appreciate. Her attention was currently buried in a book of some kind, and from what Rasteva could see it was about a Dragon. The Daemon frowned internally at the word. This was one of many pieces of evidence of Daemon's meddling in Humanity's affairs. Many were the Daemons that took the form of great scaled beasts, breathing fire and soaring through the skies on wings large enough to block out the sun. The Humans had cowered beneath them. And later they wrote stories of Dragons. Of Monsters. Of creatures that lurked beneath the Ocean's waves and hid in the darkest of places.

They were all one and the same.

Rasteva continued to mull over their thoughts for a moment. The Human Woman seemed to have little patience for nonsense as far as the Daemon could see. Preferring straightforward results to her problems. Deciding to take what would amount to a shot in the dark, Rasteva decided to take a straight forward approach. If worse came to worse, the Daemon would make their escape and find someone that was hopefully more agreeable.

The Daemon's smoke like form seeped from the ring and into the book in the woman's hands. Quickly it spread over the page, blotting out all the words written on it with an inky blackness. A swirling white mass bloomed in the center of the book, leaving behind a series of words.

"Hello."

"Will you hear my tale?"

"Will you help me?"