[ despite the risk, you don't go immediately. you crackle irritably at young Ipsen's grubby paws, when he tries to feed you another stick. he doesn't understand what he's wishing for. he doesn't understand what he's going to get. he doesn't understand what he's going to LOSE.
Just like fuel in a fire, a master will eat you up to nothing, dog, you promise. And then you go out with a hiss, and are left behind as a whisper of ash flowing on the wind.
Re: night 29
Just like fuel in a fire, a master will eat you up to nothing, dog, you promise. And then you go out with a hiss, and are left behind as a whisper of ash flowing on the wind.
Following the kitten, at urgent speed. ]