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
Nate can’t see it, but there’s a nod of acceptance at his thanks. You can always tell me to fuck off, you know. There’s the tiniest chuckle in the mind-link, and perhaps based on the amount of time they’ve spent together lately, he can imagine the spark in her eye. Wouldn’t be the first and wouldn’t be offended.
She does realize her tendencies to micromanage things. Or fix them. Even when people don’t want them to be fixed; to her credit she’s getting better at realizing when it’s not her problem, but the hero tendencies may never truly disappear. Light begins to filter down to them again, indicating that they’re nearing the surface - making the ascent much quicker and easier trip than the one down.
She does realize her tendencies to micromanage things. Or fix them. Even when people don’t want them to be fixed; to her credit she’s getting better at realizing when it’s not her problem, but the hero tendencies may never truly disappear. Light begins to filter down to them again, indicating that they’re nearing the surface - making the ascent much quicker and easier trip than the one down.
and from your lips she drew
the hallelujah
the hallelujah
