Laughter floats through the air, high, thin, and chillingly cold.
"Such a brave girl you are, cariad. Such a pity."
She's a bright shadow within darker shadows, the whiteness of her cloak and of the yarn tangled in her bone-thin fingers a stark contrast to the clouded air that surrounds her.
"All will fail and be lost, you not the least." Silver needles appear in her hands, and she slices them through the yarn with a sharp slash better suited to more traditional weapons such as knives, even though these blades are no less deadly.
Blodwen laughs again, and smiles a poison-sweet smile at the blue-haired girl.
"Such will be the fate of all who seek light, in the end."
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timeasmymeasure
Re: Not all is as it seems
Date: 2010-06-12 01:46 am (UTC)"Such a brave girl you are, cariad. Such a pity."
She's a bright shadow within darker shadows, the whiteness of her cloak and of the yarn tangled in her bone-thin fingers a stark contrast to the clouded air that surrounds her.
"All will fail and be lost, you not the least." Silver needles appear in her hands, and she slices them through the yarn with a sharp slash better suited to more traditional weapons such as knives, even though these blades are no less deadly.
Blodwen laughs again, and smiles a poison-sweet smile at the blue-haired girl.
"Such will be the fate of all who seek light, in the end."