He rather liked this area, everything felt so peaceful and secluded. The patter of gentle rain soothed his nerves just a bit. Consumed by thoughts of his brother. Where he was and what he may be doing. He took in a deep breath, shook out his coat and attempted to compose himself. Ronnie was grown. Absynthe knew (well, actually, hoped) he could stay out of trouble for a few hours while the inky creature looked for something worthwhile.
Food, shelter, something fun. Anything would do.
Food, shelter, something fun. Anything would do.
the sun is well asleep
the moon is high above
the fire grows from the east
the moon is high above
the fire grows from the east
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