full moon rising on the waters of my soul
”Yeah, you know, zombies and vampires and such?” Wessex seemed genuinely confused by the term. ”Immortal animated corpses with various degrees of sentience?” They weren’t alive in any sense of the term, unlike the Ascended, who seemed alive just...different. Then again, the potter wasn’t exactly an expert on the subject: he obviously had just come to Caido and he hadn’t actually encountered any undead in his old world, just heard about them.
Speaking of his old world, well, he didn’t want to speak of his old world. ”It wasn’t, but hey, I’m stuck here now, aren’t I? Might as well make the most of it.” And now he had a lot more to do thanks to Wessex.
Speaking of his old world, well, he didn’t want to speak of his old world. ”It wasn’t, but hey, I’m stuck here now, aren’t I? Might as well make the most of it.” And now he had a lot more to do thanks to Wessex.
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