Emberwood [m] Down

Something was wrong - but he didn't clue in, and his exhaustion left him volatile -

not thinking -

a fool.

But he would use none of these words to describe himself now. In fact, they stacked against Reverie in an ugly tower he'd set up to break.

Who cared if Tybault was the hound of the Gilded Sea?

No doubt he was dead now, and Reina too.

And it was Reverie's fault.

It was his.

I can't wait around anymore! he shouted as she fled. Give her space. A small voice whispered. You hurt her. Breathe. Pray. Talk to her once you've both cooled down -

Reina was dead.

Tybault was dead.

Sleep sleep SLEEP

GGRRRAAH!

Frustration clapped like thunder.

He turned around and left Emberwood behind him.

- exit Everett -