#wyeth

All are true.

She sings. She doesn't sing. She has written the most poignant songs you've never heard of. Do not ask her to sing.

She's no good with those daggers. Inelegant, reckless, monstrous. She couldn't possibly tell you where she got them. You don't want to know, either.

Of course you can borrow a cup of sugar. Do you need a place to stay? Are you safe? Would you like to be? Did someone follow you? Are you following her? Keep up, darling.

She cooks for fun. She can burn water. Do you like noodles? They're safer without broth and taste better with company.

She's being haunted. She doesn't know why. She is her own specter. She has beef with an Old God, and the shadows hate her personally.

Wyeth Silverstrings will spin you ten different tales about who she is, where she came from, what she wants. None are true.