Yet Another Dance at Death's border

The Grimm closed in, as the ember in his soul shivered and then surged forth, burning irrepressibly as he faced death once more. "It's going to be a long night" The 9-year-old murmured, his tone quivering in a manner that might have been mistaken for terror… if not for the nigh maniacal grin stretched across his face "Well, just another dance at death's border, I guess" Gamer!Jaune