you wouldn't even recognize me anymore
not that you knew me back then
Unsure whether or not she’s come to see Remi/Ronin, or just take a look at their upgrade from that wagon on the beach, Wessex treks out from Haulani to the outcropping where the lighthouse and the Governor’s House lie. There’s a faint aura of nostalgia as she thinks about her own former residence, now given freely to the people of the Ground for whatever occasion they need it for. She certainly no longer properly resides in her birthplace - nor in Halo, nor in Torchline, for that matter. But then travel is easy for her, isn’t it, so why should she settle down if there’s no one to ‘settle down’ with?
More aimlessly wandering than walking with a purpose, as the blonde woman approaches the house, she starts to understand the appeal. It’s lovely, even with the breeze creating chaos out of her short hair, with the mist and dampness of a seaside home. In fact - the desire to see the crashing waves takes the Wraith to the rocky edge within sight of the garden’s tree. Confident in her abilities, the Wraith is daring and bold, stepping without concern onto the slick rocks - all the way to the edge, where she peers over and into the frothy foam and white-caps.
More aimlessly wandering than walking with a purpose, as the blonde woman approaches the house, she starts to understand the appeal. It’s lovely, even with the breeze creating chaos out of her short hair, with the mist and dampness of a seaside home. In fact - the desire to see the crashing waves takes the Wraith to the rocky edge within sight of the garden’s tree. Confident in her abilities, the Wraith is daring and bold, stepping without concern onto the slick rocks - all the way to the edge, where she peers over and into the frothy foam and white-caps.
but it all comes back to me in the end
WESSEX
