Seraphina
the artificer
it's cold, it's dark, it's deep and it's wet
and you ain't gonna make it if you don't let someone in
and you ain't gonna make it if you don't let someone in
She’s glad to have the Hammer with her to keep an eye on the surroundings while she mapped things out. At the very least, it was the opposite of when she’d gone with October – having to be the protector to the doctor while she gathered the water required for Finn, and then some extra. But they get there, Sera placing the lily, and shifting so she might scan the arch. It’s intriguing, the design of it all, and she commits part of it to memory before she turns back to Luciana with a nod.
“That’s all I was told. Once there’s ten, then it’ll be fixed.” She murmurs softly, counting how many were there. Seven, including theirs. “Looks like there’s only three to go and then we’ll see what happens.” A hand lifts to gesture to them, before she’s peering at the waterfall again. “Was there anywhere else you wanted to see before we head back?” She asks, extending the courtesy Luciana had shown her from when she’d agreed to come to the Climb with her in the first place.
“That’s all I was told. Once there’s ten, then it’ll be fixed.” She murmurs softly, counting how many were there. Seven, including theirs. “Looks like there’s only three to go and then we’ll see what happens.” A hand lifts to gesture to them, before she’s peering at the waterfall again. “Was there anywhere else you wanted to see before we head back?” She asks, extending the courtesy Luciana had shown her from when she’d agreed to come to the Climb with her in the first place.
darlin', darlin', why don't you sleep at night?
the colder the heart, the warmer the gun
the colder the heart, the warmer the gun
