Her singing continued, weaving a melody so perfectly haunting as to render the scenic woodlands something from their deepest and darkest fears.
Moving as though she was some stop-animation experiment gone horribly wrong, she approached. With fingers there were naught but bones improperly encased in paper-thin flesh, she held a hand towards Ronin. Uncurling her fingers, therein was a golden apple, glistening as if with crystalline dew. As she extended it towards the man, her hand passed through a shadow, and as it did the apple suddenly turned rotten to its core and swarmed by maggots. Passing into the sunlight again, it was golden once more.
Moving as though she was some stop-animation experiment gone horribly wrong, she approached. With fingers there were naught but bones improperly encased in paper-thin flesh, she held a hand towards Ronin. Uncurling her fingers, therein was a golden apple, glistening as if with crystalline dew. As she extended it towards the man, her hand passed through a shadow, and as it did the apple suddenly turned rotten to its core and swarmed by maggots. Passing into the sunlight again, it was golden once more.
