Go
deep throat
a cactus
“Let them rage,” Wessex murmurs to herself, though Sam would obviously be able to hear. The earthen monster and the barriers to the west were purposeful, then. And the storms to the east and south. “That’s what She’s done with Zariah, then. Testing portals. I wonder if She has another one set up already.” And if so, where could it be? “Beatrice said Zariah went into the Greatwood, but I can’t in good conscience step foot in the Greatwood to look for it.” She looks up at Sam and thinks about it for a moment. “... And I can’t send you in either. Not like this.”
Not Sam, though his invisibility would be perfect for this task. Not her. Rex needs stay on the people’s good side, so that leaves… Lucas.
With a sigh and a purposefully deceitful “... I can’t send any of us.” The Wraith changes the subject.
“Do you think you can move past this disappointment?”
Not Sam, though his invisibility would be perfect for this task. Not her. Rex needs stay on the people’s good side, so that leaves… Lucas.
With a sigh and a purposefully deceitful “... I can’t send any of us.” The Wraith changes the subject.
“Do you think you can move past this disappointment?”
