Sleepy Fox Hollow I choose how i sin

Anselm seemed at a loss if the thickening silence was anything to go by. But Etienne ztubbornly refused to ease it. Why shouldn't he, let Anselm sit in his uncomfortableness.

A shift in the movements around an exhale through nose. Ears quivered at the noises. Etienne felt his heart tighten of its own accord. Was Anselm going to attack him this time.

Etienne's eyes popped open then and tuened the full gaze of burnished gold onto the ice and mountain boy.

I did. An' dat be my sin to bear. I saw dem w'en you got 'urt. I esplained.