WESSEX
“I… don’t know,” the demigod confesses as she concentrates on the glowing light ahead of them. “That sounds like Loki, but it’d be stupid to forget there’r bigger, badder dragons out here.” They both knew what had happened to Weaver, to Adam and Peter the first time they’d died. She’d met the dragons in the Cordillera… they could easily be hunting here.
“And yeah, just on set. If you get an easy shot, take it.” Shrugging a bow off her shoulder, she lets the body lay loosely in her hand, at the ready but not in the way. Another screech cuts through the air and the ground begins to vibrate ever so subtly, as if many hooves were pounding against it. The closer the two Ascended get to the light, the stronger that rumbling becomes.
“And yeah, just on set. If you get an easy shot, take it.” Shrugging a bow off her shoulder, she lets the body lay loosely in her hand, at the ready but not in the way. Another screech cuts through the air and the ground begins to vibrate ever so subtly, as if many hooves were pounding against it. The closer the two Ascended get to the light, the stronger that rumbling becomes.
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
