Splat floats after the dragon, bobbing in the air haphazardly. Edmund takes his cup of tea and takes a sip, a smile growing on his face. "It's delicious. Thank you, Mum." He begins to fill his plate as she speaks, nodding along, "She's very kind." The sunny woman had quickly become someone that the young Ancient trusted. She was such a genuine and down to Caido person. Her joy and lust for life was infectious.
Edmund reached out and gripped his Mum's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "He'll be ok, Mum. Don't worry. I'm sure we'll hear from him soon." If not, the Ancient would come knocking on his door.
"What about you, Mum? How have you been?"
Edmund reached out and gripped his Mum's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "He'll be ok, Mum. Don't worry. I'm sure we'll hear from him soon." If not, the Ancient would come knocking on his door.
"What about you, Mum? How have you been?"
Edmund
Come dance in the shadows
