55. Our muses are destined to fight along side each other to save the world from the end
Only one borne of good,
Dabbling in the dark,
And one borne of evil,
Hiding in shadows of light,
Can stop the spirits singing,
And change the course of Earthen fate.
"Please? It won’t be that-" She paused, straightening up. "Wait, you’ll come?"
"If they slaughter me it’ll surely be less painful than the world ending around me."
"I won’t let them touch you!" She cried, hands on her hips defiantly.
Jade pets her head absently. “I’m sure.”
There was another distant rumble and the crack of rock hitting rock caught Baby Tooth’s ear. “Come on.” She grabbed the hand from her head and began to lead Jade to the surface. Something didn’t feel right.