I'll leave the light on

empires fall when we move the unmovable, so tell me all of my secrets, tell me all of my lies,

“You haven’t?” Wessex immediately replies with a worried frown. “Anything over the last couple of days? Or weeks?” Because it could have been… Gods only know how long. In her heart of hearts the Wraith has a sinking feeling, the sense that Mabel is gone again, perhaps for good, simply because it’s been too long. The world may be big but she’s slowly marking it off and checking each area. So far, there’s no sign of her sister.

“I’m looking for my sister, Mabel.” she begins again, turning towards the woman. She isn’t as careful as she usually is, and nothing remarkable stands out about her other than that she’d just… appeared out here. Wessex begins to describe Mabel as best she can, ending with a sad shrug, unable to stop the worried look in her eye.

WESSEX