girls can be dangerous and still win
Dreams were subjective, and from one person to another could mean a plethora of things. She bit her lip, gnawed on the edges as if she were fretting over picking the correct bell, instead of all the other things suddenly weighing her down. “Do you think I should be telling more people?” But what would it be a warning of? Weird shit in the Peepholes? That was an almost everyday occurrence – what with the strange gifts coinciding amongst the bizarre apertures. “Like send out letters and notice board things?” That hadn’t ever really been her lot in life – she much preferred going out and slaying beasts and blowing portions up to prove a point.
Maybe he’d get an answer from Frey. Maybe there was something definitive. She sighed, clutching at the ornamental piece, listening to the sound of it clattering in her grasp. “Definitely more damage,” she managed to summon with a sharper grin, like the thought of blasting things apart changed her attitude.
Maybe he’d get an answer from Frey. Maybe there was something definitive. She sighed, clutching at the ornamental piece, listening to the sound of it clattering in her grasp. “Definitely more damage,” she managed to summon with a sharper grin, like the thought of blasting things apart changed her attitude.
Melita
she knew exactly what she was doing when she invited the wild in
