In the Red Hall
"Are you lost, Little One?"
Her voice was as soft as the finest silk though lurking just beneath the surface were an edge more keen than the sharpest razor.....and....amusement. In the back of your mind your instincts scream at you to turn around and run.....yet something keeps you rooted in place. Something about her gaze demands you to stay right where you are though no commands have been given. Are you lost? Perhaps. But perhaps this is exactly where you wanted to be......
In the Red Hall
"Are you lost, Little One?"
Her voice was as soft as the finest silk though lurking just beneath the surface were an edge more keen than the sharpest razor.....and....amusement. In the back of your mind your instincts scream at you to turn around and run.....yet something keeps you rooted in place. Something about her gaze demands you to stay right where you are though no commands have been given. Are you lost? Perhaps. But perhaps this is exactly where you wanted to be......