ROANA
Roana didn’t really care who she ran into or knocked over on her way out of the guildhall. There were children who were out in the dark amongst the monsters, and she needed to get to them now.
Hot steam burst through her lips in puffs as she reached the children, a hand on the hilt of the claymore at her side. ”Don’t you dare lie to me.” she said in a low, stern mom-voice – not needing to hear all of it to know that no mother would let their children out during LongNight. But the sound of cracking broke through the crisp, cold air, and in an instant she drew the claymore, stepping protectively in front of the children. ”Go, hurry, to the guildhall children!” she whispered, urging them to run.
Hot steam burst through her lips in puffs as she reached the children, a hand on the hilt of the claymore at her side. ”Don’t you dare lie to me.” she said in a low, stern mom-voice – not needing to hear all of it to know that no mother would let their children out during LongNight. But the sound of cracking broke through the crisp, cold air, and in an instant she drew the claymore, stepping protectively in front of the children. ”Go, hurry, to the guildhall children!” she whispered, urging them to run.
I am lost to those I thought were friends
they pretend that they don't see
It's one miss step, one slip, before you know it
and there doesn't seem a way to be redeemed
