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His crown lit up the way as we moved slowly
Ugh, this is exactly what you didn't want to hear. Lava, floods, dangerous shit- none of this is something you want to deal with, but you know you're gonna be the one to deal. With a low grumble you run your hand through your hair, looking up at the ceiling unhappily while Raza spins her tale. "Fuck." There's going to be a few more lines on your forehead for this, you know it.
At least you have all of Deepfrost to figure this shit out. Closing your eyes at Raza's declaration, you exhale a tired sigh. "Guess I got my work cut out for me this winter." Your head rolls on the back of the chair, turning so your can fix Jack with a bleary, unhappy stare. "Reckon your new Governor buddy'll be any help with this?" It'd be a good way to endear himself to the black market, but based on your experiences with the last asshole who clung to that title, you don't hold out much hope.
At least you have all of Deepfrost to figure this shit out. Closing your eyes at Raza's declaration, you exhale a tired sigh. "Guess I got my work cut out for me this winter." Your head rolls on the back of the chair, turning so your can fix Jack with a bleary, unhappy stare. "Reckon your new Governor buddy'll be any help with this?" It'd be a good way to endear himself to the black market, but based on your experiences with the last asshole who clung to that title, you don't hold out much hope.
Past the wondering eyes
of the ones that were left behind
of the ones that were left behind
