you are terrifying and strange and beautiful
"Okay, but this is a well," Ronin says with a playful roll of his eyes, as if it makes it more special because it's not just another hill or a tree, but a more interesting structure. Approaching after Flora and grinning to see her call down into the circle of stone, the Knight crouches and brushes away some snow until he can reveal some shiny pebbles that litter the edge of the wellhouse.
"Here," he offers, passing one up to the Doubletake and straightening back up.
Sobering considerably at the mention of her dream, Ronin frowns and flips his stone into the Dreaming Well before speaking. "If Deimos has had it as well, it feels like much more than a dream," he mutters. "It sounds as though this is what might be waiting at the centre of that island, and it was sent very much as a warning."
"Here," he offers, passing one up to the Doubletake and straightening back up.
Sobering considerably at the mention of her dream, Ronin frowns and flips his stone into the Dreaming Well before speaking. "If Deimos has had it as well, it feels like much more than a dream," he mutters. "It sounds as though this is what might be waiting at the centre of that island, and it was sent very much as a warning."
The Knight
