ytho

lin fei never dies

After what seemed like ages, Sarah heard a different reply from her mother. A reply barely recognizable, as it was little more than a whisper. The reply of a woman who has lost all hope, giving in to the cold embrace of the void: “…liiin...”

“Wonderful!” Eli chimed, as if they were having a completely normal conversation. “Opal, the dagger?” More shuffling. “What say the council? Is this vessel ripe? Will it usher in a new age for the reverent?”

In haunting unison, the whispering voices heard earlier replied: “IT IS RIPE. IT IS LIN FEI.”

(゜゜;)＼(--;)

chocolate woman

Ravelln is salty