happy birthday to you

WESSEX after all is said and done you're just a carnivore let you in and drink my blood you're nothing but a monster So much at so young, Wessex thinks, and then about the impulses she had to learn to curb as a teenager and how she did so much dumb, life-threatening shit - trying to show off or picking fights and not dealing with any of her agression and anger issues. Her eyebrows raise a bit. “Wow.” A sly side-eye towards the baby Ascended. “No wonder you came to the dark side,” she says with a jest and a light chuckle. Best to make light of a shitty past. They come to a place where the fallen debris makes a bit of a natural ledge at about head height. It’s overgrown with moss (not that they can feel the discomfort of sitting on cold stone) and she hoists herself up, then leans back against the slab behind her. “Now?” Glancing up to the moon, the Wraith drinks in the sight and unconsciously purses her lips in thought. “I’m frustrated. With all this freedom, I just want to get out and explore the world. Our wildest dreams have come true and we’re still fucking stuck here.” The fangs come out, bared, defying the forces that keep them - and their Lady - penned in. “The Voice said she would give us the stars and fuck me, I would take it in a heartbeat. For Her. For us.”