WESSEX
“Of course it is,” she insists, reaching out to touch one of their arms, intending for it to be comforting. “You can do anything you want. It’s your life and your right to choose.” And maybe she says that because they’re choosing to help, and she might not have said that to someone else. “I just have to know so I can plan, you know?” She lets her hand fall, and then shakes her head a bit. “One thing at a time, Az. The Voice isn’t going anywhere. And neither are you.” Which is to say - they need not ask for everything all at once.
Anyway, the Barracks are there, in front of them, and the General turns back to the foundation with a smile. “Now back to the fun stuff, yeah?”
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
