Heart beating fast like a quick little S.O.S.
Tell me you heard it and you can come handle this
Tell me you heard it and you can come handle this
It was a normal night. Nothing was out of place. The festivities of the winter event within Terrastella were in full swing, and Erd was in good spirits. Most everyone was, which was a damn nice reprieve from the recent tensions and uncertainties that had drifted across the land since the madness that had gone down in Denocte. There were a lot of things still up in the air about the whole thing, and at times the tension seemed palpable enough to cut with a knife. So many questions still remained unanswered. Would they help in whatever fight was brewing? Was there a fight brewing? Would the Halcyon be dispatched to assist? Honestly, Erd hoped not. Despite their age, he and his brother had seen enough war. Hopefully Asterion wouldn’t make that the final call.
Despite that, he was happy and content, a pack of new charcoals tucked away so that he could surprise Ard when he returned to their rooms. Already he was looking forward to seeing the surprise and excitement spread across his brother’s face, and that thought alone caused him to pick up the pace, speeding up from a brisk walk to a leisurely trot. It wasn’t very often that he could surprise his twin, and every moment that he could was a precious one.
He wasn’t flying, not that night. Despite the winter season, it was surprisingly nice, and so there seemed to be no harm in taking a walk around. Winter had arrived and they were another year older, another year wiser. Four. Their birthday passed in time with the winter festivities, much to his eternal joy and eagerness, and that was a far better way to spend a birthday than what I had happened last year.
Not wishing to dwell, the young warlock continued on his path, ducking around a corner of the Dusk court proper. The roads were mostly barren, shadows lingering in the empty paths as most of the inhabitants had buckled down for the evening, or were busy drinking and drawing or casting their wishes to the churning waves along the cliffside. Turquoise eyes glanced upwards, admiring the twinkling stars overhead. He breathed in deep, smiling, watching mist and vapor disappear in the air following his exhale.
Two more roads and two more turns and he would reach the door to the small home he and Ard had made for themselves. There was no reason to be concerned. The peace that he had experienced within Novus so far had lulled him into a sense of security, a sense of peace. Nothing would happen, not here so close to home, and perhaps that was why he was unaware of anyone who might be following.
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