The One Less Travelled By

Illusion was not following her brother today, unlike the last time she had heard the call from the woman named Talyssa. The one who had been wandering around, spreading her flowery words and offering guidance to whoever was willing to listen. Cadaver had opted to hear her out a number of times, so she heard, so why wouldn’t she have a little listen too?

The slate girl approached in her delicate way, soft and sweet; she gave a cheerful smile to the woman. She could mask her true apathy well, and with her brother not present she held no jealousy for the woman who had held his rapt attention last time. Silver eyes were alight, her willowy form finding a space to sit and wait for the impromptu lesson to begin.


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