#* jessie

“I get that this is all for your sisters and whoever else,” he’d heard about some ritual - about the sacrifices made to right some terrible wrong that swept over the island, but in truth, he didn’t care to learn any of the details, “But are you really sure we should be trusting the entire fucking island to be under these pricks roof?” It was one thing, to celebrate some kind of win, if that’s how they wanted to look at it, but to disregard the nature of the marzan’s entirely and trust them after.... how long? “This feels fucking wrong, Jessie.”