Neverwinter Forest Mirror of given light,

It was foggy today, and cold lately. The boy's first winter- but only half a boy now, with his winter coat growing in fully, and though still awkward proportions of a teenager, taller than he'd been in the past, likely mirroring what Cupid's stature had once been. The winter was said to be a fearsome time, and he knew he would have to regain all the healthy weight he had lost during his depression.

Caerus was trudging towards a cache when he saw her, and was immediately distracted- altering his course towards his patient, still thinking himself a caring doctor rather than an infatuated boy- and innocently settling at her side, looking upon her with a pleasant smile. Miriam, how are you? Are you keeping up with your meals? Ironic, coming from his skinny ass.