REXANNA
they say the loveliest angels
make the cruelest demons
He doesn’t bring it up more, and she finds she doesn’t mind. Instead, she glides and sweeps along the winds that meet her wings and her dark fore feathers, flickering and twitching them in ways she’s never felt before – but it feels so freeing. And she listens while he mentions the abilities of the people here, and what it could mean rather than just depending on weapons alone. She gives him a feeling of a knowing look, a bubbling chuckle at the end.
“Oh I don’t know about not getting hurt. I broke a few things when that gourd fell on me, but I didn’t feel any of it. She retorts with another bubbling feeling of amusement. I asked Bastien to paint it, by the way. She tells him, and she would have smirked to herself if she had a face to do so, but she doesn’t – and instead the feeling gets sent instead as she slips back to let him catch up – and as she goes to zoom forward with an air of happiness and light, she finds her speed no match for the giant that comes barreling toward her.
He chuckles and she feels slack jawed as she watches the Manticore fly by, while she struggles to catch up with the wind he pushes from him. HEY. She calls after him with an air of laughter and joy. Sure, give the girl the easy shift first… What if I wanted to be one too? She laughs further, a teasing joyful tone to her, despite the pout she sends his way.
“Oh I don’t know about not getting hurt. I broke a few things when that gourd fell on me, but I didn’t feel any of it. She retorts with another bubbling feeling of amusement. I asked Bastien to paint it, by the way. She tells him, and she would have smirked to herself if she had a face to do so, but she doesn’t – and instead the feeling gets sent instead as she slips back to let him catch up – and as she goes to zoom forward with an air of happiness and light, she finds her speed no match for the giant that comes barreling toward her.
He chuckles and she feels slack jawed as she watches the Manticore fly by, while she struggles to catch up with the wind he pushes from him. HEY. She calls after him with an air of laughter and joy. Sure, give the girl the easy shift first… What if I wanted to be one too? She laughs further, a teasing joyful tone to her, despite the pout she sends his way.
your fall was not
an accident
you were chosen
for the damned
