Skeletons, Keys, and Closets
03-09-2014, 06:09 PM
And so the game of wits began. D?gmar grinned as she watched her little creation, her little broken doll pull herself back together just as she was trained to do. Bravo? Her eyes narrowed as she analyzed every tremor and cadence in Gossamir's speech pattern searching for lies. It was a difficult task as the young fae was quite the talented little liar but soon she was content with the young faes answer. Even so there was the temptation to exert more control over the little ones life, to maybe even force-claim her. In truth she supposed she had no great reason to so other than for the sheer fun of it. But such was the nature of many of the evils committed on this earth. What were they done for if not ultimately for pleasure? "I came to find? an obstacle. To make myself even stronger and I have found a way to do so." She turned to the young fae grinning. "So? we've both found what we want, isn't that nice." |
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