WESSEX
The word - if it can be called a word - that pops into her head makes her whirl around see who’s there. She hadn’t immediately guessed it was an Ascended, because what she heard was gibberish and therefore it had to be something else in her head. But no, its Amun who’s hurrying towards her. “What?” she replies aloud with a shake of her head to indicate that she doesn’t understand him. When the next group of words come out funky as well, her eyes narrow in concern. Maybe suspicion. Something is obviously wrong. “What happened?” she asks quietly, wondering if this is just another thing to add to the list of attacks against Ascended - though if it is, it’s nothing she’s heard of or seen before and that is more than a little scary.
No, I’ll be the stone
I’ll be the hunter, a tower that casts the shade
I lie awake and watch it all
I’ll be the hunter, a tower that casts the shade
I lie awake and watch it all
