PHOEBE
Phoebe glared up at Sunjata as he touched her arm, keeping it focused on him as he left. Then her gaze turned back to Remi, who was still denying her release. She growled and sniffled, tilting her face forward so black tears fell onto the skirt of her dress, staining it with spots. To be fair, she really was hungry, but now she was more frustrated that her ploy wasn’t getting her released from these binds. Pim lifted his head and rested t on her lap, feeling sorry she was hungry. Hungry was the worst feeling.
But Remi brought up Jata again, and she glanced up at him, a frown on her lips. But for a moment, her gaze flickered, as memories of their conversations of the man who had just left trickled in. ”Jata forgot me and left. His girlfriend from his world appeared here.” she grumbled, nose wrinkling with anger and disgust.
But Remi brought up Jata again, and she glanced up at him, a frown on her lips. But for a moment, her gaze flickered, as memories of their conversations of the man who had just left trickled in. ”Jata forgot me and left. His girlfriend from his world appeared here.” she grumbled, nose wrinkling with anger and disgust.
When dark creeps in and eats the light
Bury your fears on sorry night
For in the winter's darkest hours
Comes the feasting of the Vours
No one can see it, the life they stole
Your body's here but not your soul
