03-07-2019, 10:47 PM
[div style="width: 450px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt;"]— shouldn't have done it now there's blood in the water
And so the prodigal son returns. The feathered vulpine flicked an ear, resting a dull gaze on the island's latest visitor. And I had such high hopes for the day. Simply put, the other fox rubbed him wrong. Honestly, the fae could not specify what exactly did it but perhaps the recognization of another crafty set of eyes. Don't trust anyone. Trust was an invitation to be stabbed in the back and little else. Séamus felt inclined to prevent such. He could play the fool. The friend. But in no ways did he truly place concrete faith in others.
"Dia dhuit," the pirate piped in absent greeting. Most definitely never trust someone who believes they can turn a slave empire into a 'better' place. After all, the faerie wished he could have burned the place down to bare ashes. Instead we hand it over to an ambitious fox with a smug grin.
Perhaps that was... Hypocritical; his brothers might laugh at his ire after everything he's done in the past, but his opinion stood. "Jervis was it?" That sounds right. Honestly, the endfield felt little inclined to care. "What brings you here today?"
[align=right]word of mouth there's a snake in the garden — SÉAMUS Ó FAOLÁIN ☠
And so the prodigal son returns. The feathered vulpine flicked an ear, resting a dull gaze on the island's latest visitor. And I had such high hopes for the day. Simply put, the other fox rubbed him wrong. Honestly, the fae could not specify what exactly did it but perhaps the recognization of another crafty set of eyes. Don't trust anyone. Trust was an invitation to be stabbed in the back and little else. Séamus felt inclined to prevent such. He could play the fool. The friend. But in no ways did he truly place concrete faith in others.
"Dia dhuit," the pirate piped in absent greeting. Most definitely never trust someone who believes they can turn a slave empire into a 'better' place. After all, the faerie wished he could have burned the place down to bare ashes. Instead we hand it over to an ambitious fox with a smug grin.
Perhaps that was... Hypocritical; his brothers might laugh at his ire after everything he's done in the past, but his opinion stood. "Jervis was it?" That sounds right. Honestly, the endfield felt little inclined to care. "What brings you here today?"
[align=right]word of mouth there's a snake in the garden — SÉAMUS Ó FAOLÁIN ☠
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