It's Lord of the Flies in my mind tonight
“You shouldn’t be surprised,” Wessex insists for the umpteenth times, repeating what she has said at least once before, that Rexanna is loved and respected. She is the grace and diplomacy part of #TeamAscended, whereas Wessex is the wrecking ball and ammunition. There were no objections, at least none that were publically voiced, so without further ado, the now former-Queen proclaims, “With Rexanna de Rosieres temporarily in charge until an elected council is formed, I resign, effective immediately. The House I was in is yours as a Town Hall if you want it.” She’s got a perfectly suitable place in the outskirts that will lend itself far better to working incognito than a house where she is expected to be easily found.
Leaving the dais by normal means this time, the Wraith heads to the nearest exit a freer demi-god than when she came in, eager to live her own life again and leave the bullshit of dealing with people to someone else.
It was time to truly become The Wraith.
Leaving the dais by normal means this time, the Wraith heads to the nearest exit a freer demi-god than when she came in, eager to live her own life again and leave the bullshit of dealing with people to someone else.
It was time to truly become The Wraith.
