SNAP CRACKLE POP

*Circe* · 12-06-2018, 08:56 PM

Circe had just enough time to pretty Pnuma up a bit before Archon arrived. She beamed at him, equal parts pleased to see him and proud of her catch. "The best traps, dear brother, are laid in the mind."

As for what to do with Pnuma...

Circe's gaze dropped to the sleeping mortal. "His name is Pnuma. He's a lost little puppy with no one to love him." She looked him over with what could have passed for a loving expression were it not for the way her gaze sharpened just before she looked back at Archon. "First thing's first: we fix his leg."

"He seemed open to our ways. With a little coaxing and a little love," she said as she nudged Pnuma's broken leg. "I think he'll stay."

"Circe" "Gwydion"

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