Jan 10, 2014
"Etain." Abigail was somewhat relieved to have finally found the woman, approaching quickly. While she held herself the same as ever, her eyes were sunken and raw, her hair messed and fried. "Alexander wanted me to give this to you." And she held out a letter.
Her head comes up, like a beast scenting the wind, and her eyes flick over Abigail’s face and body. While she accepts the letter, she does not look away from the other woman’s face, instead reaching out to take her chin in her hand.
"What happened?"
