Dec 18, 2017
[[x | @fatebetrayed]]
A hand extended, and her fingers delicately uncurled. In her pale hand lay a small mound of corn. Her shoulders jumped slightly. Nervous. ❝ I was. Feeding. Um. The birds? But you’ve scared them off and- Well-❞
❝ Sorry. I shouldn’t have bothered you- sir- uh.❞ It was then, as she pulled her hand back to her chest, that she realized that she was scared of him. He wasn’t scary in the way daemons were. He was scary in the way that humans often were, when they were more powerful than you. When they knew more than you.
❝ I’m sorry. You can. Join me if you want? Maybe they’ll come back-❞