Arrow Lake ou l'Optimisme

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He seemed pithy, mercurial, and drawn toward dramatics. Sibyl was quite accustomed to being the feature of attention, though this male possessed what she believed to be an unholy curiosity, one which made him all the more useless to her. His lust shone in his eyes as he pleaded with her and for a moment she remained still, watching him with her stormy gaze until she found herself looking past him, off into the distance. When she could see that nothing that made her lose her grip with reality, her gaze refocused on him again. No calling had come to her. She found no reason to humour him, not even with the mark of a curse. 

He called upon her to prove herself- but for one who had already received her prophecy but had done nothing but question it, he'd proven himself unworthy of her time. Aside from the lust in his gaze, which she found repulsive, he'd not even done anything to earn a curse from the witch, and she certainly wasn't going to give him what she wanted. But such was the way of witches- such capriciousness was to be expected. "Keep the rabbit," Came her simple, cryptic answer. "It will help you find your fate," She said.