you wake up inside of the boots of blaidd… your body was small and microscopic, the size of a ant for that matter, you were curious why you were in such a damp area in her boot… the stench of sweat and her paw print that embodied into the cushion of her body as you heard a voice calling out for you… it was blaidd… “tarnished…? Where have you gone to now…” as you heard the sound of her paw feet thudding against the ground.