empires fall when we move the unmovable, so tell me all of my secrets, tell me all of my lies,
The Wraith does not give up. Loki reports only darkness and comes back to her, an arm extended to give the dragon a place to land. Bits of rock fall off the path on either side of their steps, but Wessex keeps her gaze straight ahead, never looking down and never doubting that her feet will find the way. The wind may ruffle her hair, but even she begins to wobble and slip, she continues on her current path.
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Wessex continues on the path.
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Wessex continues on the path.
WESSEX
