Nyx + Willy
Jun. 10th, 2025 03:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tempting_the_fatesThe wagon didn't look very large, but magic was deceptive that way. The horses had been fed and tethered for the night, still grazing near the camp as the sun went down. A fire nearby was cooking something, the soft glow showing off the colours of the painted wagon that had been parked nearby. It wasn't much to look at, with its tatty curtains and chipped paint, but inside was nice, with a plush bed that didn't seem like it should fit, and rich velvet bedding.
Nyx was sitting just a bit too close to the fire, a slice of veg charring on a stick over the flame, beside a pot of something filling and warm. Potato soup, most likely- Maybe with a bit of leek.
"Did you see that man before, the one that was headed into town? He had a nice watch. I'd like a watch, I think," the nymph said, even though he had no need to tell time, and never seemed to wear things that had pockets to hold a pocket watch.
Nyx was sitting just a bit too close to the fire, a slice of veg charring on a stick over the flame, beside a pot of something filling and warm. Potato soup, most likely- Maybe with a bit of leek.
"Did you see that man before, the one that was headed into town? He had a nice watch. I'd like a watch, I think," the nymph said, even though he had no need to tell time, and never seemed to wear things that had pockets to hold a pocket watch.
