Go
deep throat
a cactus
“No,” the Queen replies - both to the inquiring silences of the men and to the thing outside that asked her to open the door. The healer lady could be anybody. The ‘person’ never gave a name, never convinced them. She’s tried. He can’t answer the specifics. And she isn’t ready to give away the secret to their door. Not within hours of closing them all in.
Wessex delivers the death sentence - if indeed, it is a person - and waits, stone-faced. This week she is Judge, Jury, and Executioner. She cannot waver.
Wessex delivers the death sentence - if indeed, it is a person - and waits, stone-faced. This week she is Judge, Jury, and Executioner. She cannot waver.
