voice

[willowtenbrook]

The sun isn't supposed to be that color. It's not. I want the sun back.

[She sighs; it's heavy. The tension leaves her voice, but a weariness replaces it.]

Is everybody okay? No one else is missing right? Lucifer? Are you... Um. Are you feeling alright?

Man, I don't even have the mace anymore.

[A spirited, almost insistent bark. She musters a

Comments

[freedomtoleave]

No, it is not meant to be that color. It makes a rather obvious point, doesn't it?

I am as well as you might expect, plagued as I am by the demands of this idiotic body.

[willowtenbrook]

See, now you just keep on getting smarter.

[freedomtoleave]

When the day comes that I no longer question your wisdom, I suspect we'll know that I've at last arrived.

[willowtenbrook]

Somehow I don't think you'll ever get to that point.