Re: Marzanna/Chernobog - 10 pm, the poor doors/pool area
[ ooc: looks like the site was down yday, and icons were a casualty, but they're back now! ]
Marzanna rose to her feet, a shuddering breath wracking her undead form as she rushed forward into the shadow's embrace. There wasn't much of a body for her to touch, but it was enough, more than enough after having him gone for so long.
Their physical reunion was not to last long, as the gashadokuro's ire rose and its sightless sockets landed on the cause of its misfortune. A giant, half-frozen hand came bearing down atop the deities.