walk me home in the dead of night
The ghost girl was suddenly made corporeal as she found herself grabbed, tugged, and then bound. Panic clogged the back of her throat, choking out whatever scream might otherwise have occupied that space, leaving Flora gasping for air, as she was..
..was..
oh.
Paige. Of course it was Paige. Though the pair hadn't seen one another in..well, Flora didn't know, time was funny lately, there was no one else to whom the voice, the eyes, and the curls could belong. "Hey." Limply returning the hug, the last remaining Kaliesin doesn't bother to fake a smile as she tucks back the feather daggers she'd been reaching for.
"I mean.." There was no good way to answer that particular question, and so Flora just trailed off and shrugged. "How are you?"
..was..
oh.
Paige. Of course it was Paige. Though the pair hadn't seen one another in..well, Flora didn't know, time was funny lately, there was no one else to whom the voice, the eyes, and the curls could belong. "Hey." Limply returning the hug, the last remaining Kaliesin doesn't bother to fake a smile as she tucks back the feather daggers she'd been reaching for.
"I mean.." There was no good way to answer that particular question, and so Flora just trailed off and shrugged. "How are you?"
