A Wyvern's curse
WhiteWidow96
Summary:
Deciding to be the curious man he is, the Harbinger decides to read some dusty, forbidden tomes that Auroth had made sure to keep out of sight- though the results are something else.

Work Text:
It was the same day as usual for Auroth. As she chose to still reside in some far-away building that was frozen over with countless layers of ice, rendering it unrecognizable to those who had not the knowledge prior to it. Still, despite all of it's ice, what remained were a few entrances that popped out, made from dark-grey stone. Though the only reason for people to visit was to give the Winter Wyvern offerings for her to leave them alone. After all, it was a harsh land, paying knowledge to have your last remaining cattle alive was something they'd defintely think and consider. With the offerings coming in came the here-and-there forbidden tomes and books that should never see the light. Today was one of those days where she recieved one, and even before wanting to peek at it, she felt the looming aura creep into her head by simply being there.



"Hmph, to think that they could easily taint my mind with things like these.." She hissed, grabbing the book carefully as she walked away with it. The book was coloured dark-red and silver, metallic objects reinforcing the cover and edges like armour. It was a bad sight, let alone the fact that it could be a bad read aswell. Quickly she put it under a pile of unsuspecting, normal books to hide the ill presence.