[Water drips and drips and drips, and the whispers become both more enticing and more sinister, drawing them in even as their voices have more teeth. Cantarella holds her hand up to the moonlight, so there's still a pool of it guiding them in the dark room.
Would she want to remain by my side, or would the risks swallow her whole?]
There's nowhere she can really go, is there? Every direction is full of danger.
Maybe that wouldn't have stopped her before, but she's only human. The things that whisper are scary and even if they whisper sweetly, she won't leave Cantarella's side.
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[Water drips and drips and drips, and the whispers become both more enticing and more sinister, drawing them in even as their voices have more teeth. Cantarella holds her hand up to the moonlight, so there's still a pool of it guiding them in the dark room.
Would she want to remain by my side, or would the risks swallow her whole?]
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There's nowhere she can really go, is there? Every direction is full of danger.
Maybe that wouldn't have stopped her before, but she's only human. The things that whisper are scary and even if they whisper sweetly, she won't leave Cantarella's side.
Could I stay? Is she wanted? ]