Fool me once, fool me twice
Are you death or paradise?
Are you death or paradise?
The air was crisp and cold, telling of the LongNight that approached. She wasn't looking forward to the perpetual darkness, but she tried her best not to linger on that, taking advantage of every moment of daylight. As the crew dropped her off at port, Thal spared them barely a glance before disembarking, certain that Spook had enough authority at this point to manage things without her - at least enough for her to be somewhat confident the ship would still be floating when she returned.
Her black cloak was thicker than usual, blocking out the majority of the chill. Even her leathers had an extra layer of fabric, hugging her body tightly. However, despite all the extra precautions, Thal still wove a tendril of fire through her fingers, trying to keep the blood flow from slowing to a viscus sludge. She kept alert for threats but let her mind wander as she walked down the docks.
Her black cloak was thicker than usual, blocking out the majority of the chill. Even her leathers had an extra layer of fabric, hugging her body tightly. However, despite all the extra precautions, Thal still wove a tendril of fire through her fingers, trying to keep the blood flow from slowing to a viscus sludge. She kept alert for threats but let her mind wander as she walked down the docks.
Now you'll never see me cry
There's just no time to die
There's just no time to die
Thalassa
