you wouldn't even recognize me anymore
not that you knew me back then
Wessex laughs quietly to herself at Seren’s answer. “I know. It’s a lot. Not surprised no one told you yet, and I bet your dad won’t be too happy about it either.” It’s a bit like robbing the girl of her childhood, in a way. Except that her childhood was flying on by and sooner or later she’d be thrust into the middle of things just by virtue of her birth. She wouldn’t have a choice in the matter, and Wessex thought that rather sad. So who knows? Maybe it’s better to have this kind of knowledge now.
“Think as long as you need to. I have to go soon, but I’ll be back. Just remember that there are two sides to this story. You know what that means, right?” Looking down at the little girl, who still offered her a smile, even it seemed a little more tired and heavy than it was before, she picks Loki from her shoulder and offers her up for final scritches. The dragonling chirps, happy to blindly fill the gap between the demigods, both physically and metaphorically speaking.
“Think as long as you need to. I have to go soon, but I’ll be back. Just remember that there are two sides to this story. You know what that means, right?” Looking down at the little girl, who still offered her a smile, even it seemed a little more tired and heavy than it was before, she picks Loki from her shoulder and offers her up for final scritches. The dragonling chirps, happy to blindly fill the gap between the demigods, both physically and metaphorically speaking.
but it all comes back to me in the end
WESSEX
