Broken Boulder veränderung

something about the pull of the younger man away from him, the swift acquiescence, satisfied mahler in a way that border submissions did not. but his doktor's mind overrode his satiation. "it is not yet my place," mahler chuffed.
stepping closer to the place where the stranger had first lain, the gargoyle caught him in the lilac of his gaze. "you are injured. i am a healer. tell me vhat happened."
close enough now to see the silvermoon spice in the other's coat; a striking man. and one who inexplicably brought to mind taikon, despite the large differences.