Anden
The Sun and the Moon
In an endless game of hide and seek
She aimed low with her spear. Anden let go of his wooden stick, and did his best to grab onto the spear. His spikes weren't the only curse The Voice gave him. Anden did his best to grab onto the weapon. If he could just grab hold of it, his hands would be able to keep hold. He felt the ooze begin to drip out of his hands, readying himself.
This was his only chance if he wanted to catch the Fae off guard.
The Sun and the Moon
In an endless game of hide and seek
In an endless game of hide and seek