WESSEX
the wraith
she tied you to her kitchen chair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
More than a tad disappointed at the rest of the group for not showing up and appreciating Amun’s efforts to unify them, Wessex takes the offered whiskey and then steps outside briefly, scanning to see if any others are on there way after Letha and Bastien arrive, both of which are offered a smile and a nod. As a result, she misses Bastien’s pointed look at her back. An argument between the two of them would be pointless right and neither of them would budge on their positions. So let him dare her all she likes.
Returning in time to hear Amun suggest a game and then himself as a guinea pig, the Wraith grins a bit. Most embarrassing moment? She can build on that, add a complimentary opposite. “What do you miss the most about your old world?”
Returning in time to hear Amun suggest a game and then himself as a guinea pig, the Wraith grins a bit. Most embarrassing moment? She can build on that, add a complimentary opposite. “What do you miss the most about your old world?”
and from your lips she drew
the hallelujah
the hallelujah
