WESSEX
the wraith
she tied you to her kitchen chair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
News that the Sea of Glass had been frozen for so long has Wessex nodding thoughtfully, though she isn’t so surprised that mastered magic hadn’t been able to crack the surface. Halo is cold. The Sea even colder, and she’s felt the power of the Eirachi herself.
And if celestial magic is out? “So the only other option is lava from the Climb… but that, too, is very dangerous for us. Too dangerous.” For everyone, actually. She imagines that that might not be so easy to control and the last thing she wants is to send a flow of lava unchecked towards the Citadel. And she knows how water hurts Eirachi’s brotheryes, she forgets his name at the moment, and finds herself unwilling at the moment to put him through that again. With a wrinkle of her nose and a grimace, the Wraith sucks it up and bends herself towards the next steps, as she always does.
“Guess it’s to the Eirachi, then. Thank you, Lady. I’ll be backto use the COTY award soon.”
{FIN}
And if celestial magic is out? “So the only other option is lava from the Climb… but that, too, is very dangerous for us. Too dangerous.” For everyone, actually. She imagines that that might not be so easy to control and the last thing she wants is to send a flow of lava unchecked towards the Citadel. And she knows how water hurts Eirachi’s brother
“Guess it’s to the Eirachi, then. Thank you, Lady. I’ll be back
{FIN}
and from your lips she drew
the hallelujah
the hallelujah
