I will stand by you forever; you can take my breath away
Shirking responsibilities has never felt so good, with every chance she gets the Wraith teleports herself back to her last ‘stopping’ point in Wilds and goes a little further. An hours walk here, two hours there, grassy knolls eaten up by the steady pace of her feet. East, is all she tells them, and the various versions of that direction.
There’s a light she’s never seen before, so like a moth to the flame, she comes - and is surprised to see Ronin there.
“Ronin?” Wessex calls quietly, for anything louder seems to be both forbidden and like it might be eaten by the strange moonlight. Her fingers rub against each other, over her hands, because it’s almost as if she can feel this light. With a gentle frown to the phenomena, Wessex ends up stopping next to the Dark Star, if room on the dock will allow.
There’s a light she’s never seen before, so like a moth to the flame, she comes - and is surprised to see Ronin there.
“Ronin?” Wessex calls quietly, for anything louder seems to be both forbidden and like it might be eaten by the strange moonlight. Her fingers rub against each other, over her hands, because it’s almost as if she can feel this light. With a gentle frown to the phenomena, Wessex ends up stopping next to the Dark Star, if room on the dock will allow.
WESSEX
