do not go gently into that good night

WESSEX after all is said and done you're just a carnivore let you in and drink my blood you're nothing but a monster She won’t dwell on how Zariah caught up, how she was able to follow her weaving path through the dark forest. Crouching down and shielding herself, Wessex ducks bolts of lightning that incinerate the trees around her. As the smoke clears and the light fades behind her eyelids, Wessex opens them and prepares to run again (Where? Anywhere. Around in circles and to the Stonesong, out into its source if she has to). Instead, she finds the electric white light is replaced by something - no, someone - else, causing her to blink until her eyes refocus. A fae? A - something? Did she channel on accident? She does not recognize the woman, nor does she recognize that she owes her favors (words she will think on later, and try to solve), but she doesn’t hesitate to take the Fae woman’s advice and pop out of this particularly nasty situation. Without glancing towards Zariah, and more than fully aware of her luck, Wessex takes off as fast as she can, back to the Hollowed Grounds and out of the Greatwood. She will not soon trespass there again.