It's Lord of the Flies in my mind tonight
A tall (as tall as her, perhaps), lean woman approaches her with purpose, a determined, if not marginally upset look upon her face. It’s hard to tell sometimes, what concerned versus upset looks like on others, so the Wraith decides to tread lightly. Warmly. Not to dismiss that this might be a stressful time for the new Ascended, that everything about this season is unusual.
Goddess, what a time to decide to Ascend.
She rises as the other approaches, extending a hand to greet her, squeezing firmly if it’s taken or falling back to her side if it’s denied. “I am. Nice to meet you, Elide. Please, sit.” Gesture to the other chair, which sits more to one side than directly across the table from her, Wessex sits back down and resettles herself, leaning forward on one of the chair’s arms. “Sorry it’s taken a while to come to Halo. I was taking a much needed rest at the beginning of Deepfrost and once I came back, everything seemed to explode.”
Such are the problems of being a leader. Especially when two out of three people who are supposed to help you are missing.
“I do, I think. I hope. Not necessarily answers, but news. Where should I start?”
Goddess, what a time to decide to Ascend.
She rises as the other approaches, extending a hand to greet her, squeezing firmly if it’s taken or falling back to her side if it’s denied. “I am. Nice to meet you, Elide. Please, sit.” Gesture to the other chair, which sits more to one side than directly across the table from her, Wessex sits back down and resettles herself, leaning forward on one of the chair’s arms. “Sorry it’s taken a while to come to Halo. I was taking a much needed rest at the beginning of Deepfrost and once I came back, everything seemed to explode.”
Such are the problems of being a leader. Especially when two out of three people who are supposed to help you are missing.
“I do, I think. I hope. Not necessarily answers, but news. Where should I start?”
