WESSEX
the wraith
In reality, it hasn’t been so long since she’s felt this kind of serenity (at the hands of her goddess, no less - the ultimate caress), but it’s so very welcome right now in this time of inner and outer turmoil. No dreams for the Wraith, no sleeping, just a blanket of peace that descends unexpectedly and beckons in the way that the mysteries of Caido always seem to to. She glides silently to the Spire, joining the group that accompanied her in opening the door. A group that would probably rather see her dead right now - but that doesn’t seem to matter in this moment. She offers no greetings to the others, just takes in the dragon and the badger, Adam and Coffee and stands furthest from the beasts to wait like they always do. she's pullin' the trigger
cause it's me and the moon, she says
and i have no trouble with that
