lluvia-the-wolfgirl

 Even before Pritchard reached the top of the hill, he could hear Leonard taunting the others. He kept shouting about how he would show them all, show everyone that even among the elites he was special, that he would destroy all who opposed him, opposed the Lord of Serpents and Reeds- Pritchard was reloading even as he climbed the hill. Leonard’s droning voice covered the clicking sound as Pritchard snapped the gun shut. As he came closer to the top, he could see why the others weren’t attacking. A large sphere surrounded Leonard and Alessa, who was still lying there limp. Jack and Rose were circling around it, Rose still hold

Sky- no clouds. Broken moon floats- jagged edges pierce the blue.

 Grey day outside darkness lingers and she stares out the window. In the distance hills lie like sleeping dragons waiting to rise. Her hands wrap around the hot coffee cup. Her hands shake.

Helicopter blades chop the air, steady as a heartbeat- lilacs bloom.

 A jumble of words fought to get out of Pritchard’s mouth, but he shut his lips against all of them- turned his back on Leonard, despite his instincts screaming for him not to- he trusted Jack and Rose to watch his back- and touched Claudia’s shoulder, pulling her attention from Leonard and back to him. “Claudia, you need to stay safely away- leave this to us, alright?” “But-” her eyes flashed to Alessa, who had yet to stir. “I’ll get her for you.” Pritchard promised, “I’ll rescue her.” She nodded, and she moved back, a bit reluctantly- and he turned to face Leonard