dont know where the lights are taking us
but something in the night is dangerous
but something in the night is dangerous
“Yeah, you’re never going to be free of me now,” she quips back, referring to her ability to speak to him directly. What a boon that little gift would have been when she was a kid, hell bent on torturing her sister but sentenced to silence by their mother. They don't have to respond, but good fucking luck ignoring a thundering head-voice once you don't show.
Whether or not he considers this a punishment or a lesson learned, or just plain old-fashioned geting stronger, Wessex doesn’t care. The bit at the murder tree is behind them and she her marching orders, more or less. He needs to be able to stand his ground and contribute to the group. “More like a little game. You hide. I seek. And I’ll even give you a head start,” she says with a graceful, sweeping flourish towards the labyrinth. He’ll have to use his speed and his wiles to get away from her, and she might even go easy on him for a little bit.
But it’s been far too long since she’s properly hunted, and Amun is a little morsel who might give her a bit of a challenge. The Wraith’s eyebrow arches in question. Shouldn’t he get moving?
Whether or not he considers this a punishment or a lesson learned, or just plain old-fashioned geting stronger, Wessex doesn’t care. The bit at the murder tree is behind them and she her marching orders, more or less. He needs to be able to stand his ground and contribute to the group. “More like a little game. You hide. I seek. And I’ll even give you a head start,” she says with a graceful, sweeping flourish towards the labyrinth. He’ll have to use his speed and his wiles to get away from her, and she might even go easy on him for a little bit.
But it’s been far too long since she’s properly hunted, and Amun is a little morsel who might give her a bit of a challenge. The Wraith’s eyebrow arches in question. Shouldn’t he get moving?
