Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140822032436/@comment-11457306-20140828022405

Anneken was holding Brighid on now. She was slumped over the horse's neck and Anneken had taken the reins in one hand and held her sister on with the other. The saddle was bloody. Anneken feared the worst. They were passing Frostflow Lighthouse now, leaving a trail of blood a blind man could see. She prayed that Brighid could get them into the Sanctuary. Would the password have been changed? Would the door accept her? She had no idea and no hope of any other place where they would be safe.