Memory Come When Memory's Old

Cold eyes watched him like a vulture eyeing a dying carcass. My, my he was stubborn. The boy moved to go past her as he continued on in his aimless, wandering and for a moment she considered letting him go. What could she do with a zombie anyway? Of what use could he be to her? But then he was well built and his body was strong even if his mind was failing. And hell? it wasn't like his mind was that necessary. She could mold him into what she needed but first he would have to come with her. Even if that meant she had to drag him back kicking and screaming? though the later was unlikely. He was little more than a shell.


As Laufey started to move past her right side D?gmar twisted her neck to the right, gaping jaws aiming to get a hold of the boys scruff. Her intent was to catch hold and yank him back before releasing. Even if she missed perhaps he'd pay more attention when snapping jaws aimed at him.


"I'll take you to Esti you idiot. Now pay attention and follow me."