For Me !full! | Missax - Do This

“Good girl,” Missax breathed. “Now. Repeat after me.”

Elara stood in the center of the library, her hands clasped in front of her. She had been summoned, as she always was, by a single folded note slipped under her door: “Come. I have something for you. —Missax.” missax - do this for me

Elara’s heart stumbled. “What do you need?” “Good girl,” Missax breathed

“This ring,” Missax said, “was my mother’s. And her mother’s before her. It binds the wearer to this house, to its land, to its purpose .” She paused. “I am dying, Elara. Not quickly, but truly. The blood in my veins is thinning. The cold is already in my fingers.” She had been summoned, as she always was,

And as the rain turned to sleet against the glass, Elara spoke the old words, feeling the house sigh around her, feeling Missax’s cold hand grow lighter in hers, feeling something ancient and patient settle into her bones.