Samuel
I pray to blades of grass
To find forgiveness in the weeds
To find forgiveness in the weeds
Sam yanked back his hand with a shout as The Prince's skin burned his own, unsure what was happening but knowing it had to be bad. Defeated, he stared at his damaged fingertips as The Prince snuck away, sighed and turned to Kaimana.
"...This did not go to plan." He muttered sadly, shaking his head, then began to walk back up the tunnel. He'd have to go talk to The Voice eventually, but for now he had to clear his head.
