at least, not with haltham. a cold and rational man, he lays out their situation with succinctness that wrath likely appreciates. they are not in any position to deride him for it, besides: he brokers their getaway and is the only reason they find themselves on a wagon headed east.
after escaping sentinel searches and a rowdy pack of thieves, that is.
she is bone-tired, though she isn't yet ready to submit to it. emilia's seated in the corner of one of the seven wagons, a wool blanket covering her frame. night has fallen, and it's so cold. she is used to the brightly burning sun of palermo and the endless warmth it gives. quietly, to wrath: ]
The moon is full again. [ the fifth night in a row. she'd like to think that means the goddess of night is sending a message to a moon child, but she knows better. there's a strangeness to the stairs of sighs passageway that leaves her entirely disquieted. ]
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at least, not with haltham. a cold and rational man, he lays out their situation with succinctness that wrath likely appreciates. they are not in any position to deride him for it, besides: he brokers their getaway and is the only reason they find themselves on a wagon headed east.
after escaping sentinel searches and a rowdy pack of thieves, that is.
she is bone-tired, though she isn't yet ready to submit to it. emilia's seated in the corner of one of the seven wagons, a wool blanket covering her frame. night has fallen, and it's so cold. she is used to the brightly burning sun of palermo and the endless warmth it gives. quietly, to wrath: ]
The moon is full again. [ the fifth night in a row. she'd like to think that means the goddess of night is sending a message to a moon child, but she knows better. there's a strangeness to the stairs of sighs passageway that leaves her entirely disquieted. ]