I will be your lighthouse
"Because that'd be insane?" he fires back at once, gaping openly at her for even desiring to create hungry houses. "Maybe one, to feed people we hate to." Could replace jails, though there's plenty of other things willing to kill and maim people for any reason. Hell, they could make an ursur pit if they really wanted to.
Huddling in closer as the story continues and her voice drops further, he still all his munching to properly hear. The flaming light and the shadows it casts around her face continue to grant an ominous presence amid the twilight, contouring what is normally so familiar and beautiful into something uncanny and bordering on terrifying. Iskra's eyes widen steadily, the image of the tree and its ribbons sticking with him. "Why vanish just to return suddenly," he wonders aloud, his voice small, as if it too fears showing itselg to this presence.
As Mel continues though, and Violet is now on the run, Iskra leans back abruptly, a hand scrubbing his face. "Why is she going to the haunted house now of all times! That seems like the least safe place... although anywhere is better than with Calla."
Huddling in closer as the story continues and her voice drops further, he still all his munching to properly hear. The flaming light and the shadows it casts around her face continue to grant an ominous presence amid the twilight, contouring what is normally so familiar and beautiful into something uncanny and bordering on terrifying. Iskra's eyes widen steadily, the image of the tree and its ribbons sticking with him. "Why vanish just to return suddenly," he wonders aloud, his voice small, as if it too fears showing itselg to this presence.
As Mel continues though, and Violet is now on the run, Iskra leans back abruptly, a hand scrubbing his face. "Why is she going to the haunted house now of all times! That seems like the least safe place... although anywhere is better than with Calla."
Iskra
