when needles and lovers collapse on guilty beds

Burning down Neverland, scatter the ashes
White lines, black tar, the matches

This time, Liam remained silent as Thalassa gathered her things, uncomfortable with the direction things had taken but unsure how to salvage the situation. The Ancient gave him one last piece of advice before departing, and the soldier watched her go, feeling as though he'd made a mistake regardless of how he'd answered her, in the end.

He soaked for a while longer, his gaze trained on the blue sky above. He wasn't sure what the future held, but he knew that he had to convince Maea to join him as a Friend of the Family. Perhaps then they could figure it out together.

fin

Is this another dead by misadventure?
Tell me what you got, what you really got, hey, hey

Liam