WESSEX
That makes both of them surprised. Wessex nods slowly. Heavily. “Probably. Maybe this was what the Field and Outskirts used to look like, before -” If only they had Cameron’s thingy - what was it called? A camera? that could save a picture of something for later. “Beats what it looks like now, anyway.” If she’s a little hard on the Grounds, its now only because she knows what the rest of the world looks like.
Since it looks like Mabel is more than capable against the lone, defiant vegetable, Wessex sits her butt on the ground and leans back on her hands. “The kind of ghosts that take revenge on people who did them wrong.” Unsure if the girl is up for listening to an old story, the Wraith pauses there, leaving the story dangling eerily in the air. A premise and an ending, but nothing to indicate what might happen in between
Since it looks like Mabel is more than capable against the lone, defiant vegetable, Wessex sits her butt on the ground and leans back on her hands. “The kind of ghosts that take revenge on people who did them wrong.” Unsure if the girl is up for listening to an old story, the Wraith pauses there, leaving the story dangling eerily in the air. A premise and an ending, but nothing to indicate what might happen in between
there was a time that we were kind, but now
don't write me, you're not fooling anyone
don't write me, you're not fooling anyone
