Isla
Of course Isla is content to listen to the chatter, nervous or otherwise, and she strolls with the other women towards the Glade with a smile on her lips, her hands linked gently behind her back. "Lanterns do come in handy at the infirmary where some of the patients aren't Ascended," she says. "But I have been careful, especially since the fire." The fire that she still hasn't gotten to the bottom of, and she doubts she ever will now.
Dropping her hands so she can stroll in the opposite direction of the Wraith, Isla moves to kneel down and begin searching for the glow stones. "I'm not sure," she admits, "I'd imagine the more the better, though. If we each grab maybe half a dozen, that might do it?"
Dropping her hands so she can stroll in the opposite direction of the Wraith, Isla moves to kneel down and begin searching for the glow stones. "I'm not sure," she admits, "I'd imagine the more the better, though. If we each grab maybe half a dozen, that might do it?"
I'll take a bruise, I know you're worth it
When you hit me, hit me hard
When you hit me, hit me hard
