Ephemera grits his teeth. Decides he won't go there and shifts into stance. He hopes the animals fight. He hopes these things are mad enough to try something, anything at all, because he needs to hit something. Go into that corner of his brain that goes a little sideways with the violence and lets the world go simple. He really needs just one fucking thing to be simple now.
The ground is shaking beneath them. Ephemera breathes. Smiles. ]
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And isn't this just like the old days?Ephemera grits his teeth. Decides he won't go there and shifts into stance. He hopes the animals fight. He hopes these things are mad enough to try something, anything at all, because he needs to hit something. Go into that corner of his brain that goes a little sideways with the violence and lets the world go simple. He really needs just one fucking thing to be simple now.
The ground is shaking beneath them. Ephemera breathes. Smiles. ]
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