Seraphina
the artificer
working the goldfields on the high sierras
the early snow began to fall
the early snow began to fall
A scratch is truly not as bad of an injury as the rest of them, and yet she doesn’t know the severity of the claws that have lashed out at everyone else other than Remi. All she can do is utter a hiss, stilling herself to try and make herself as small as possible, Levi settling on her shoulders with his tiny teeth bared, searching for anything.
So with the repercussions over her answer, she tries to spy Remi, hearing a rustling of noise from all corners, under her feet, behind the pillars in the dark, and she wonders if she’ll lose the Lullaby and have to be trapped within this horror alone until it’s over. But she doesn’t want to interrupt whatever is happening, trying to remain as close to Remi as she can with a tremble to her spine. She tries to answer again, now that she knows better. “If he cannot be saved then he must be destroyed.” She calls out to the voice, hoping that it might make the chittering stop.
Sera tries to answer correctly this time >_> and tries to stay near Remi so she isn’t lost.
So with the repercussions over her answer, she tries to spy Remi, hearing a rustling of noise from all corners, under her feet, behind the pillars in the dark, and she wonders if she’ll lose the Lullaby and have to be trapped within this horror alone until it’s over. But she doesn’t want to interrupt whatever is happening, trying to remain as close to Remi as she can with a tremble to her spine. She tries to answer again, now that she knows better. “If he cannot be saved then he must be destroyed.” She calls out to the voice, hoping that it might make the chittering stop.
Sera tries to answer correctly this time >_> and tries to stay near Remi so she isn’t lost.
buried treasure for my darling
under redwood trees so tall
under redwood trees so tall
