Work in Progress Wednesday
Jun. 3rd, 2015 06:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
valarltd“So, how about you tell me what you know, and any ideas you have. Because right now, my plan involves following the Wild Hunt, with a lot of salt and iron, until they tell me where Mad Maudlin is. Then I go deplane the bitch.”
“You're not that stupid,” Corin said, from the hanging bar as he hung up their clothes. “That's Rank Amateur Mistake Number One.”
“Yeah? So what's Number Two?”
Cian's smile was a wan thing, cold moonlight on ice. “Nobody has ever lived to make Number Two.” I shivered at the words, a whole flock of geese doing the Macarena on my grave.
“You're not that stupid,” Corin said, from the hanging bar as he hung up their clothes. “That's Rank Amateur Mistake Number One.”
“Yeah? So what's Number Two?”
Cian's smile was a wan thing, cold moonlight on ice. “Nobody has ever lived to make Number Two.” I shivered at the words, a whole flock of geese doing the Macarena on my grave.
