Date: 2019-10-28 01:34 am (UTC)
abyssum_invocat: (a queen on her throne)
"I thought I recognized the accent," she chuckled, pulling on the polo shirt he handed her: as he was a good deal taller than her it fell to the tops of her thighs. "It will hurt for a few hours, but already the bleeding has stopped," Sinthia answered, carefully examining the wound, though she couldn't feel any broken skin any longer.

"You live a long way out in the wildnerness, alone."
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