Anju
tried to wash you down with something strong
But the taste of blood remains
As Anju sits at the table, spine straight and face set in a focused look, she hopes nobody questions her sitting as close to Sohalia as she can get. After the Heart's breakdown in her presence, Anju remains close at hand in case Sohalia has any need of her - more accustomed to performing in the capacity of a weapon rather than a consoling figure.But the taste of blood remains
The news about Safrin has her focused look falling into a frown, disturbed to hear that one of their heralds was not strong enough to keep the unknown threat at bay. For a woman as pious as Anju, it seems impossible. What, then, does that mean for the threat at their door?
"I agree. The larger and more well-trained our forces, the greater chance we have of defending the city against any attacks." Given how high in the sky they are, they're rather secluded in a beneficial way, but it also means their strength needs to come from within.
Cold, empty mattresses and falling stars
My, how they start to look the same
My, how they start to look the same
