Ophelia
we're just two ghosts
swimming in a glass half empty
swimming in a glass half empty
They preen at the compliment, easy to bond to one’s side with the weight of a collar in the shape of praise and affection. Isla has surely achieved that with ease and swiftness - they’re nearly done now, and within the hour. Truly, Ophelia hadn’t expected it to be so easy. This regional quest business is far less intimidating than they’d feared.
Nearly clicking their heels together with eagerness at the prospect of being invited along, the ghost grins toothily, fangs and all. “I’ve worked with him before, it would be nice to see him again. Lead the way!” Any infirmary work notwithstanding, the two Ascended depart the infirmary with the precious combination of everyone’s efforts held in their grasp.
- Fin!
Nearly clicking their heels together with eagerness at the prospect of being invited along, the ghost grins toothily, fangs and all. “I’ve worked with him before, it would be nice to see him again. Lead the way!” Any infirmary work notwithstanding, the two Ascended depart the infirmary with the precious combination of everyone’s efforts held in their grasp.
- Fin!
trying vainly to forget
the pain that came with heartbeats
the pain that came with heartbeats
