#gonna be my first time writing omegaverse too so ywah fuck knows how it'll go

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wip weds

tagged by the lovely @red5tars and @3amfanfiction, and previously by @soapcloth and @stellewriites (thank you 🩷 - sorry, i wasn't very motivated these past two/three weeks!)

Open tags for anyone!

...You heard it as you stood on the damp, stony trail purporting to be a road leading to the bed and breakfast booked for the next week. A traditional two-story karseani– the upper floor for living quarters, whilst the ground floor held livestock. You'd heard the grunting of pigs as you hiked up, further and further, until you were but an infinitesimal smudge on the wind-bent landscape. You'd smelled them too, that musty-sour scent of the barnyard, and you hoped that he was telling the truth – your host, that is– that he used the ground floor only for storage. Mechanics projects, he'd typed. Nothing that should disturb you.

The map rattled in your hands, tugged by a vicious, greedy gale. You fought hard to keep ahold of it, wincing as the wind shrieked and the paper shuddered. A loud, piercing noise, some great ghoulish wail, pricked at your sensitive ears. Barotrauma. A painful blockage, air pressure, that ruined an otherwise lovely flight. The second leg of the journey, post-transfer in Istanbul, and seventeen hours total travel time, but you made it. Kastovia. The first stop on your ex-Soviet sight-seeing stretch. A pilgrimage through medieval spires, stark constructivist architecture, and the raw beauty of the Caucasus Mountains...