it was hard for lyta to simply stand by and allow mankind to butt heads, to rip one another apart, and finally it had gotten to be far too much. she had taken her mother’s arms, her sword and shield, and went out into the night to stop any harm that might come to mankind. of course, the one time she decides to go out and help nothing happens. as lyta turns away from the edge of the roof she’d been perched upon, a familiar face is there to greet her. “ mom, what are you doing here? ”
@dicna












