Arrow Lake In her face, the mirror of your dreams.

ingy out! <3

there was little need for him here, but ingram felt compelled to stay a moment longer. something about the woman seared distant fireworks in his mind -- but the more he pressed, the deeper these thoughts fled.

troubled, ingram cleared his throat and then canted his head towards the group in silent goodbye. stigmata had this quite under control, and if need be ingram would be on standby for any tours or welcoming wagons, should the need arise.