Altar of Twilight andächtig

now nyx was delivered the full force of mahler's stare, not quite cold but without the usual thaw of warmth. but he did not speak in the moment, only tied a rein to his own internal warrings and turned back toward nyx. "it is not you i resent," the man admitted in a bitter spate. "there is only pain in the telling."
with the gilded woman had mahler always been true, the places of his heart visible for her to see. but the events of the past weeks had changed the shadowpriest, his growing distance somehow preferable.
"vylla left. stag accompanied her avay. her departure vas followed by that of takiyok, who — she gave up her place for a stranger." what else was taikon save for an opportunistic vulture? anger, rippling. "now i seek to put pieces back together." and he looked at nyx again, noting the expression on her face and feeling the heaviness that he had put it there.