Liam
And I feel like my castle's crumbling down
And I watch all my bridges burn to the ground
And I watch all my bridges burn to the ground
Moonlight and lamplight reflected on the path and the young man who stood there, turning his hair a strange mix of silver and gold and highlighting the slow smile that curved over his face. Liam returned the smile, friendly and relaxed - far more so that the last time he'd met the bartender. Things were different now, his affections made clear and mistakes rectified - and besides that, he was meeting the young man in the Greatwood rather than Torchline. There was something about the familiar surroundings that put him at ease, even as the memory of their former meeting threatened with a wave of vague embarrassment.
Still, at the bartender's greeting, Liam laughed, lifting a hand to rub the back of his neck sheepishly. "That's me, I'm afraid," he said. "Though less so these days, I think." He paused for a moment, then added, "Name's Liam. I don't remember introducing myself, back then."
Still, at the bartender's greeting, Liam laughed, lifting a hand to rub the back of his neck sheepishly. "That's me, I'm afraid," he said. "Though less so these days, I think." He paused for a moment, then added, "Name's Liam. I don't remember introducing myself, back then."
And you don't want to know me, I will just let you down
You don't wanna know me now
You don't wanna know me now
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
