"You may pass then, Conner, Witch, of determined contradictions." And the it disappears, the labyrinth merging to one straight path and, and it's end, Nerium Grimhilde.
She waits there, arms crossed, a face flat and unreadable but with the faintest hint of a glimmer in her eye.
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Date: 2014-12-26 05:11 am (UTC)The Sphinx purrs, bowing it's head.
"You may pass then, Conner, Witch, of determined contradictions." And the it disappears, the labyrinth merging to one straight path and, and it's end, Nerium Grimhilde.
She waits there, arms crossed, a face flat and unreadable but with the faintest hint of a glimmer in her eye.
"And for what do you seek me, Auryn Conner?"