I've done nothing wrong
Except for all the atrocities
Except for all the atrocities
Her fingers dipped lightly into the fountain, brushing in idle form along the sweeping waters, watching the miniature current ripple as Sunjata began to speak. She wasn’t at all surprised to know he had information, that had always been a thing, but her head still whipped upwards at the insinuation of the companion (they’d get to that in a moment), and the whole Safrin departing Caido thing.
“Okay, so, I didn’t know the gods could do that,” she started, honeyed gaze flickering back and forth, Sila beginning to stretch along her shoulders and look at herself in the pool. Otherwise – why hadn’t the Voice just fucking left when they’d all had enough of her? Everything else though seemed standard and par for the course with this world – prepare for the worst, be surprised when it didn’t fall apart. “All right. Means Torchline will probably have to do something besides getting a rum fountain.” Her nose wrinkled suddenly, as though all the chaotic balances of the past seemed very asinine and stupid. She wouldn’t admit that, of course. “Are you going to add anything on to the Refuge?” It probably went against the code of no abilities or weapons or anything, but who knew anymore.
Thereafter, her attention could turn back to the new companion. Fangorn stirred around the flowers some more, seemingly unbothered by the prospect of a tiny sea panther in his midst. “Where did you get that one?”
“Okay, so, I didn’t know the gods could do that,” she started, honeyed gaze flickering back and forth, Sila beginning to stretch along her shoulders and look at herself in the pool. Otherwise – why hadn’t the Voice just fucking left when they’d all had enough of her? Everything else though seemed standard and par for the course with this world – prepare for the worst, be surprised when it didn’t fall apart. “All right. Means Torchline will probably have to do something besides getting a rum fountain.” Her nose wrinkled suddenly, as though all the chaotic balances of the past seemed very asinine and stupid. She wouldn’t admit that, of course. “Are you going to add anything on to the Refuge?” It probably went against the code of no abilities or weapons or anything, but who knew anymore.
Thereafter, her attention could turn back to the new companion. Fangorn stirred around the flowers some more, seemingly unbothered by the prospect of a tiny sea panther in his midst. “Where did you get that one?”
the honeybee
Besides that
I'm innocent
I'm innocent
