Neive - Snippet 1Neive - Snippet 1_______________________________________________________Zachary, why in the seven hells do you think Id even be remotely interested in helping a bloody mage like you? Was Neives censored reply. The exact message I wont convey to avoid unneeded offence. No doubt its some object of hocus-pocus that wont do anyone any oh?Shed cut herself off. I glanced up from the intricately decorated egg that had been ever so interesting to polish while the two had been mouthing off at each other. The secret technique to pacify my new employer had escaped me until that point, yet it proved remarkably simple. Zachary held up a pendant of sorts, obviously old and sporting engravings I absolutely itched to get a closer look at. The golden metal reflected the greed in Neives. She looked as if she would have snatched it had pride not kept her from it.Ill trade you one piece of hocus-pocus for anoth
Anywhere butAnywhere but_____________________________________________________The winter air was perfectly still but the moment she put her bags down all that would change. She could see the dust coating her room just as she left it, of course, but someone had washed her sheets and realised that it was a bloody good thing she hadnt cleaned before shed left. May as well get half a years filth at once rather than just three weeks worth. The dust flew, and she knew she couldnt be bothered unpacking right now.The house smelt like home. It had been longer than shed thought, for her to actually be able to smell it like that. There was a tang to the water, water from a sink and not a bottle, that shed never noticed before. It was comforting, but familiar. It wasnt what she wanted. It quenched her thirst but it was too easy. She felt her mind switch off, and ached to be anywhere else but home.