LOCKE
Driving faster in my car
Falling farther from just what we are
Falling farther from just what we are
The corner of his mouth crooks up in a grin, "Of course, Bug." He pushes himself up, ruffling the little boy's hair as he does so. It feels a little odd. Like meeting someone he knows really well after many years. Except it's been a season and this is his son. Probably. He thought Edmund might grow out of the gray blue eyes but alas. He swallows that down again, Edmund is the last person he wants to know about his doubts.
Locke squints, "Do you usually just leave notes when you go on adventures?" Maeve, of all people, should know how dangerous Torchline can be. And with the impending war, how vulnerable Edmund is specifically. Although he'd yet to meet a fanatic Ascended, that doesn't mean they don't exist.
Locke squints, "Do you usually just leave notes when you go on adventures?" Maeve, of all people, should know how dangerous Torchline can be. And with the impending war, how vulnerable Edmund is specifically. Although he'd yet to meet a fanatic Ascended, that doesn't mean they don't exist.
Smoke a cigarette and lie some more
These conversations kill
These conversations kill
