I've done nothing wrong
Except for all the atrocities
Except for all the atrocities
“Gods,” she half-muttered under her breath, eyes taking in the massive building, nose wrinkling already at the ostentatious spires and airs of sagacity, wisdom, barely had ever deigned to share. Maybe she was envious – bothered that such a world had existed for so long and not many others had access to it. Or perhaps she found it dull; much more entertained by the thought of learning along the haphazard wakes of the world, rather than reading about someone else’s adventures in tome upon tome. “This place looks dullllll,” she dragged on, rolling her eyes as she placed her hands deeper into her jacket pockets.
But then again, she was with her uncle, so they could probably come up with something to antagonize others and amuse themselves. “Wanna try something with your magic?” came with its own mischievous grin upon the suggestion, easy imploring for the Flood to fall into prior antics.
But then again, she was with her uncle, so they could probably come up with something to antagonize others and amuse themselves. “Wanna try something with your magic?” came with its own mischievous grin upon the suggestion, easy imploring for the Flood to fall into prior antics.
the honeybee
Besides that
I'm innocent
I'm innocent
