JoeNotCharles
First Post
The water sparks and fizzes where it falls on the spectral hand. A light orange smoke drifts from the point of contact, bringing with it the smell of licorice.
But enough of the water falls straight on the rope to cling to it without reacting, and begins inching down towards Gil in a long snakelike rivulet.
But enough of the water falls straight on the rope to cling to it without reacting, and begins inching down towards Gil in a long snakelike rivulet.