Ankyra Sound straight down out of the world with my fingers

loko wanted badly to cause mischief - but something cautioned him against it. his mother’s careful poise served as alarm bells.

he turned to follow, but when he glanced back to the stranger it irked him to see a pair of eyes following their progress. she had no right! childishly, loko felt something slither under his skin. he wanted to ask the woman what happened to her face — to yell or kick in defiance. it settled unpleasantly in his blood, this new sensation. why is she watching? loko hissed between gritted teeth when they were far enough away. may’b de sea witch will finish the job whoever started on her face.