Time to check in; no more than a couple of days after their little meeting, Wessex transports herself back to Torchline and heads to the boxing ring. She might say that the air is noticeably cooler than it was when they first opened this part of the world up, but we both know she can’t feel it. Though the Slagveld seems empty when she comes round, the Wraith knocks loudly anyway, calling out, “Sunjata?” Another glance around. Loki sits on her shoulders and also peers into the darkness, offering a questioning chirp, as if that might somehow draw out the man - or anything else within.
It won’t be the end of the world if she misses him on this trip. But it’s that busy time of year in other places and even with teleporting, the demigod can only be in so many places at once.
It won’t be the end of the world if she misses him on this trip. But it’s that busy time of year in other places and even with teleporting, the demigod can only be in so many places at once.
The Wraith
the bright
the thing in the night
the bright
the thing in the night
Wessex
