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the wraith
“Always,” she answers wryly without glancing back at the man.She doesn’t recognize the creature at first, not until Remi says something. His comment sparks an idea, the image of Amalia in Qilin form racing with other unicorns - or were they unicorns? Stuck in a sand storm, yet unhurt. Could they be the same kind of thing this creature is. Placing her hands out in front of her in the universal I’m not here to hurt you, gesture, the Wraith takes a slow step forward, voice soft and low, though what she says is directed at Remi.. “You got any tricks up your sleeve that can show this guy that I may or may not have rescued something like it from the storms outside the Grounds?” Her shadow isn’t that dextrous, which leaves her woefully unable to communicate. Fully aware that the Lullaby is under no obligation to help her whatsoever, she nevertheless presses on to the point, “And that I’d like to help get them out of the Grounds, back to here?”
she's pullin' the trigger
cause it's me and the moon, she says
and i have no trouble with that
