spookypyromancy

      Rarely did the Second ever go to sleep without Aurelio by his side. It seemed impossible now – some nights were spent tossing and turning, with eyes staring at the blackness of his lids, with the space beside him empty and cold. They did not need words, they were seemingly mere formalities crafted by those unattuned to their spiritual self. Entrapped by the other’s warmth, Valeriu pressed close, arms cradling thin frame and nuzzling close, as if to silently ask what was wrong.

❛ It was been decided by the court than I am to journey to Orlais, with Radonis and only Radonis. ❜ silence befalls him. irritation is evident in his finely crafted features, lifting fingers to search for and trail the comforting lines of his lovers jawline.  ❛ For quite a while. It is a formality and a business occasion, to tie up loose ends regarding assocation with … Corypheus, and express pity for the death of their ‘Divine’. It … vexes me. I am terribly vexed. ❜