sunday six is spooky

Where? Did October go? Like any/all of it. HOW is it the 20th already, I absolutely refuse. However, given that it's October and given that I can't talk about the trickortreatex fics I'm working on, have a little bit of the Keyleth/Vex plantmonster fic I'm writing for spook_me!

Keyleth died at midnight.

For the brief moment Vex wanted to make herself feel better about that, she told herself that the Keyleth she knew died years - no, decades ago, when she left the tattered remnants of Vox Machina for Raishan. The body she had killed, the one sprawled out on the grass and flowers at the far edge of the Vesper Timberland, was merely a formality.

It didn't matter. The Keyleth that died at midnight at Vex's hand was still the same Keyleth who she had loved since the dragons came.

She was home, of a sort, but the cost of it stuck in Vex's throat like one of her own arrows.

I mean, what else was I supposed to do when I had a picture of someone remarkably Keyleth-looking dead on a forest floor, and Vex had a bow that turned corpses into plants?