Emberwood The Beastie Boys fought and possibly died for my right to party

It was insufferable. Pygmalion was Grayday, but he was alive. Bhediya knew that there would never be another Day, but seeing their similarities.. Sometimes, if she really tried, she could imagine that he was still there with her.

Bhediya had no right to be so sad. It had been her decision to leave. Grayday hadn't been perfect, but they could have worked it out. Instead, Bhe left; their divison was her doing. 

The day had been filled with lamentations of the past. She sulked into the territory's center, hoping to avoid as many faces as she could. Unfortunately, Pygmalion was in the middle of her path and he likely hadn't missed her scent.