Well, what's the fun of calling you the same thing as everyone else?Liss giggled, smirked,
I'll call you Hades, then!
She looked back at the purple glow, considering.
Wouldn't it burn the — the torch? And then your face? Sounds dangerous.A beat.
And kinda fun.If the flame was alive, and just didn't feel like talking, Liss supposed that made it a lot like her Northern kin.
It didn't say anything to me, but I guess I didn't ask it any interesting questions. Maybe you should try talking to it! See if it'll answer!She really wanted to hear it talk.
Or do something... life-like. That's way too cool not to see for myself!
I welcome organic IC interactions and any twists, conflict, or drama that comes out of it!
My characters are unreliable narrators.








