by Nyxia » 03/30/2014 7:48 PM
At the same time she spoke Torva became aware of magical energy headed straight at her sister, without thinking she shoved the other to the ground. As Ylva glared daggers at her, Torva slowly rose and heard someone speak. "Yes, we are. So you might as well give up." Ylva's voice called out to Torva's shock, while she continued to watch the spot the energy had come from. Whomever was out there was fairly powerful, if a bit unrefined at practical use. Now both were well on guard, and stunned when a young woman came over the roll wearing an Imperial badge on her bag. Neither knew what to say as they stared at her, Torva in shock and Ylva in mild alarm. "You nearly killed us." Ylva's tone was dry but controlled, Torva noted.
Bottles smashed, I raised my hand
How can you all even stand?
And why is there joy in this poison? Oh
Faking smiles and confidence
Driving miles to capture this excitement
I can't take anymore
You're never gonna get it
I'm a hazard to myself
I'll break it to you easy
This is hell, this is hell
You're looking and whispering
You think I'm someone else
This is hell, yes
I am in hell
We Don't Have to Dance - Andy Black