dont know where the lights are taking us
but something in the night is dangerous
but something in the night is dangerous
Well. Amun might not like this one as much as some of the other games he might have played. Cause he forgot to ask what would happen if Wessex caught him. ‘You should always get the rules of the game, Amun,’ she calls out in a ‘tsk-tsk’ tone of voice. ‘You don’t know what happens if I find you.’ And neither does she, but he doesn’t need to know that yet. The Wraith offers a sly smile into the dark, counting to fifteen before she skips in after him.
Deepfrost is their playtime; when the nights grow long and the days grow short, she feels her powers wane less than usual. She feels them, itching to be let loose. Pausing for a moment to listen, Wessex peers into the night, tilting her head this way and that the way a large cat might before she surges quietly in one direction, using her speed to move as close to soundlessly as she can. Giving credence to her nickname, anyone overhead might see her gliding over the top of the crunchy snow, a shock of blonde hair and pale skin the only indication that she’s moving .
’Amuuuun,’ she stage-whispers to him. ‘Where aaaaare you?’
Deepfrost is their playtime; when the nights grow long and the days grow short, she feels her powers wane less than usual. She feels them, itching to be let loose. Pausing for a moment to listen, Wessex peers into the night, tilting her head this way and that the way a large cat might before she surges quietly in one direction, using her speed to move as close to soundlessly as she can. Giving credence to her nickname, anyone overhead might see her gliding over the top of the crunchy snow, a shock of blonde hair and pale skin the only indication that she’s moving .
’Amuuuun,’ she stage-whispers to him. ‘Where aaaaare you?’
