Go
deep throat
a cactus
“We don’t have those,” Wessex replies after a brief moment. “We do have banshees, though. And boggarts. And land sharks.” All scary things, she thinks. “Can you kill them if they’re immortal?” That seems like the scariest part, not being able to kill something. But then again, she’s imagining half-rotted people just roaming around forever, zombie apocalypse style, with zombies and vampires being much the same.
Explaining shit is hard if the other person has no concept of it.
At least, she thinks, he has the right attitude about it. Abasi wasn’t as optimistic (and she would hardly call Amun’s words optimistic), and she could hear the confusion and pain in his voice when she told him he wasn’t going to go back to his old world. Not any time soon. Might as well rip the bandage off with this one, too. “That’s probably the best attitude to have. I’ve never heard of anyone returning to their world, but like the Voice says… there’s a first time for everything.”
Explaining shit is hard if the other person has no concept of it.
At least, she thinks, he has the right attitude about it. Abasi wasn’t as optimistic (and she would hardly call Amun’s words optimistic), and she could hear the confusion and pain in his voice when she told him he wasn’t going to go back to his old world. Not any time soon. Might as well rip the bandage off with this one, too. “That’s probably the best attitude to have. I’ve never heard of anyone returning to their world, but like the Voice says… there’s a first time for everything.”
