raza
I light up like the Festival ‘a Lights at the mention of a trident, one’a the weapons I clearly hadn’t thought’a before. Gods, an’ if that imagery ain’t just the most perfect. Everythin’ else I thought I wanted is immediately discarded because from that moment on, I’m sold.
It lays out what needs to be done an’ ‘onestly, it doesn’t sound hard. More lightning? Kill something? If it ain’t gotta be a person, it’ll be easy enough. With Hoa’s help, I can probably get some stray animal or a couple’a rats to do the trick. My head bobs eagerly up an’ down, half-smilin’ as I reach to take the horn back after Ludo’s done examining it. “Aye, sounds good.”
It seems almost too easy. But I ain’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Makin' to leave, I turn back an -
Manners, Raz.
"Thanks."
It lays out what needs to be done an’ ‘onestly, it doesn’t sound hard. More lightning? Kill something? If it ain’t gotta be a person, it’ll be easy enough. With Hoa’s help, I can probably get some stray animal or a couple’a rats to do the trick. My head bobs eagerly up an’ down, half-smilin’ as I reach to take the horn back after Ludo’s done examining it. “Aye, sounds good.”
It seems almost too easy. But I ain’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Makin' to leave, I turn back an -
Manners, Raz.
"Thanks."
