- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Writing Levels
- Give-No-Fucks
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Genres
- Fantasy, Romance, Medieval, Action, Magic, Sci-fi
"You'll fall if we go anywhere, just look at you." Claude shrugged his arms, Rose tucked away in his lap her body shrugged with him. "Not unless you want me to carry you around."
It was an option, sure, so long as she didn't mind being treated like a child. They had to get out though, they both knew that. Claude hadn't seen any good exits, nor any cracks in the walls to give them some small insight as to where they were inside the tunnels. He knew that they were deep down though, there'd been no inclinations on the paths, and after their fall, they both knew that the sky was far away. He leaned his head back against the wall and shut his eyes. He didn't have a plan, other than to just keep going.
"I can go look around, alright?" Claude started to pull Rose out from under him. "I'll take a torch and come back if I find anything. I'll leave one with you in case you get cold."
Gods, he hated to leave her though. She shivered in the dark, a preface of her illness that they still couldn't identify. They'd eaten the same foods, gone the same way, it stumped him. Especially since he didn't believe, refused to, in curses, Claude wouldn't attribute her sudden sickness to any temples curse. Like he'd said, it was usually nothing more than an old wives' tale.
"Stay here. Stay warm, and don't move away."
Claude tucked the blanket around her once more, but it didn't look enough. He pulled his jacket from his back and draped it around her shoulders. The man would be fine for a time without it, especially with the flame to guide him. Without so much as a final parting he was off, his footsteps disappeared into the tunnels around them.
It was an option, sure, so long as she didn't mind being treated like a child. They had to get out though, they both knew that. Claude hadn't seen any good exits, nor any cracks in the walls to give them some small insight as to where they were inside the tunnels. He knew that they were deep down though, there'd been no inclinations on the paths, and after their fall, they both knew that the sky was far away. He leaned his head back against the wall and shut his eyes. He didn't have a plan, other than to just keep going.
"I can go look around, alright?" Claude started to pull Rose out from under him. "I'll take a torch and come back if I find anything. I'll leave one with you in case you get cold."
Gods, he hated to leave her though. She shivered in the dark, a preface of her illness that they still couldn't identify. They'd eaten the same foods, gone the same way, it stumped him. Especially since he didn't believe, refused to, in curses, Claude wouldn't attribute her sudden sickness to any temples curse. Like he'd said, it was usually nothing more than an old wives' tale.
"Stay here. Stay warm, and don't move away."
Claude tucked the blanket around her once more, but it didn't look enough. He pulled his jacket from his back and draped it around her shoulders. The man would be fine for a time without it, especially with the flame to guide him. Without so much as a final parting he was off, his footsteps disappeared into the tunnels around them.