Horizon Ridge if she ever, ever knew

fading <3

he would never subject himself or sweetharbor to the horrors of magick.

but he kept warm and steadfast. it was better to be on agreeable terms. after all, he did not force everyone to be under his religion. only that they respected it. and he hoped none would disrespect it by bringing such things into their home.

i will tell mine this, he assured the other. a lie, of sorts. one that the preacher was not so hard pressed to say! i wish you and yours well in basilica.

a polite dip of his head, before he moved to carry on.

the familiar itch to return home.