She
walks silently away from them all as the last light fades from the sky.
(This one has her life and her potential. What do you have now, White Rider?)
She knows the answer, and it is bitter as ash on her tongue.
She has nothing. Not even her oldest name.
Comments 41
(I would have killed her. And murder is a sin, boy.)
(I wish you had. I wish I had.)
(Do not say that.)
(Oh, it is all right. I could not have killed her anyway. Immortal, and all that.)
Bran takes four steps towards the woman and stops, staring at her departing back.
Reply
In any case, she hesitates, then turns.
Blue eyes meet golden ones. She says nothing.
Reply
Flatly, without very much lilt in his voice at all, Bran says, "Now what?"
Reply
The light soft voice, at least, is familiar.
"Do you mean to kill me, then?"
Reply
She's absorbed in chewing on a branch, and makes no move to attract Blodwen's attention. Still, scarlet macaws aren't really designed for camouflage.
Reply
Something twists in her face as she sees the bird, and she turns her steps as though to pass by to the side.
Reply
Still busy with the branch, not looking up.
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment