i sailed seas of emotion to wander a forest of scars
i am a dance of light and darkness
It was a cannibal, as though that was the only defining characteristic of a living thing, as if anything in this world could be so very black and white. "Justify it however you want, but the fact is we'll never know now." Because now the man is dead. Amalia's eyes are sharp and tracking as she continues to circle around him.
She can't help raising an eyebrow at the next question. Would she have listened to Maea? "Uh, yes?" The disbelief is only heightened as his accusations continue. "What's that supposed to mean?" she snaps, hands balled into fists at her side. A low growl rumbles deep in her breast. "When was I not there for her, pray tell, you who knows so very much?"
Oh dear, he's a deer. Amalia smirks, utterly unimpressed, her arms raised in a universal gesture of come at me, bro. "Is that supposed to scare me?" she asks, flashing a fanged smile. "Go ahead then, Outlander. Show me what you can do."
She can't help raising an eyebrow at the next question. Would she have listened to Maea? "Uh, yes?" The disbelief is only heightened as his accusations continue. "What's that supposed to mean?" she snaps, hands balled into fists at her side. A low growl rumbles deep in her breast. "When was I not there for her, pray tell, you who knows so very much?"
Oh dear, he's a deer. Amalia smirks, utterly unimpressed, her arms raised in a universal gesture of come at me, bro. "Is that supposed to scare me?" she asks, flashing a fanged smile. "Go ahead then, Outlander. Show me what you can do."
a galaxy of shadows and stars
Amalia
