Post by Vada of the Caves on Mar 28, 2013 19:25:18 GMT -5
Every ending is simply another beginning. This is the way of balance. Vada gazed across the table. The eyes of her lamb were sunken and her limbs thinner than they had ever been. Perhaps it was the accompanying hollowness she saw within the young ones heart that tugged at her most. Or perhaps it was knowing that even she too played a part in the gutting of her soul.
In this there was no ultimate responsibility. No, the blood toll would be taken on many. Vial from here, a keg from there. Many would pay. Vada was unaware how much personal fluid the Salty Dog had seen in its time. What she did know was that it was about to increase. Red after all was of the highest worth and it would run in rivulets down the walls.
In this there was no ultimate responsibility. No, the blood toll would be taken on many. Vial from here, a keg from there. Many would pay. Vada was unaware how much personal fluid the Salty Dog had seen in its time. What she did know was that it was about to increase. Red after all was of the highest worth and it would run in rivulets down the walls.