CYPRESS BLEEDS EASY, veined in a soft, stateless sigh . He’s unusually calm, given the fact that she’s got no single claim to mercy, and a bred DISTRUST of strangers so – alien . ❛ Talking to yourself . I’ve always considered that a rather ODD practice . Then again, you’re a rather odd creature, aren’t you, Dear ? Now, do you have business here, or’ve you come to complain ? ❜
he had business, yes-- but NOT here. his task was remedial at best,
considering he lacked the drive for something more physically demanding.
a detour wasn’t exactly a problem in his eyes.
❝ my QUEEN has sent me, but not to you. ❞
the ever violent and furious wrathia bellarmina and this woman already
shared several traits. they both exuded CONFIDENCE and carried themselves
powerfully.
❝ my autopilot glitched and i found myself here... ❞