04-07-2019, 01:14 AM
Her face was dragged down into the depths of the grave she refused to dig for Uncle Seth. She shook her head and all the emotion buried beneath the surface bubbled red rings around her eyes.
She couldn’t say it though. She refused to believe it.
“We were in the tunnels,” she started, arms crossed. Seth was the best. He couldn’t die. It was like it was immortal. “I’ve seen him be stabbed, possessed, shot, impaled, and crushed. He always comes through. We just got separated is all.”
Then an idea came to her. She turned back, rubbing at her eyes with her sleeve. “Hey! You can help. You’re a veteran Atharim. All kinds of experience from your many, many, many, many years on the road. You can help! You’re like a legend.”
She couldn’t say it though. She refused to believe it.
“We were in the tunnels,” she started, arms crossed. Seth was the best. He couldn’t die. It was like it was immortal. “I’ve seen him be stabbed, possessed, shot, impaled, and crushed. He always comes through. We just got separated is all.”
Then an idea came to her. She turned back, rubbing at her eyes with her sleeve. “Hey! You can help. You’re a veteran Atharim. All kinds of experience from your many, many, many, many years on the road. You can help! You’re like a legend.”