[Training] maybe we'll get forty years together

WESSEX

the wraith

she tied you to her kitchen chair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair

He has a point, and she might be relying on her Natural tendencies, find the earth and fields to be solely in Frey’s domain when really, anything could fall under the Voice’s umbrella. She’s never limited herself before. “See, this is why I keep you around,” she chirps brightly back, even as he cries out and retreats, pulling his arms up into a great defensive stance. “Super fertilizer. Some fancy seeds to heal the fields. Yeah, why not?”

If they survive LongNight. And can see some compass-action.

Staying down, she directs her gaze to Amun’s feet, not wanting to do any real damage with the heat-laser-thing (not to his eyes, not to his hands, not to anything that doesn’t have some kind of protective covering already in place) and tries to give him a mild case of hot feet.

and from your lips she drew
the hallelujah