ISLA
Tunnels can be unflooded, but Isla leaves thoughts like that for another day. Her brows draw together in a concerned frown as they set off, and whilst she sees no footprints (or slime, ew) that might belong to the prince, she does leave a set of prints of her own. "The poor thing," she remarks, tugging her scarf up over her nose and mouth and shading her eyes from the light as she peers out over Mourn.
"A bolt hole is a place where prey like rabbits run to get away from danger. They bolt into the hole," she explains, before pointing out into the distance. "There are some stone benches over there, I think. Could it have hidden beneath one of them? I can't confess to seeing many caves about, unless he's gone deeper into King's End."
"A bolt hole is a place where prey like rabbits run to get away from danger. They bolt into the hole," she explains, before pointing out into the distance. "There are some stone benches over there, I think. Could it have hidden beneath one of them? I can't confess to seeing many caves about, unless he's gone deeper into King's End."
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
