Neron
i love you as
certain dark things are to be loved
certain dark things are to be loved
It's been whirlwind few days for Neron, what with altars to build and sneaky trips up to a certain Warden's bedroom and meanderings around the Climb. And it's pretty nice, actually, to spend some time at the Kraai. At the bar that he's come to think of as his own, even if the decor is still all Weaver. It's a pretty busy night, and the booze is flowing quick from the taps. Some of the help the Ascended has roped in is very much appreciated when it gets like this - it's still a far cry from the type of bar he'd like to run, but it's getting there.
"I'll be taking a break," he informs one of the other bartenders, slipping out from behind the bar so he might step out into the cold night for air that he doesn't really need. Still, it's pleasant enough to gaze up at a sky spangled by stars, Neron burying his hands in his pockets and leaning against the doorframe in quiet contemplation.
"I'll be taking a break," he informs one of the other bartenders, slipping out from behind the bar so he might step out into the cold night for air that he doesn't really need. Still, it's pleasant enough to gaze up at a sky spangled by stars, Neron burying his hands in his pockets and leaning against the doorframe in quiet contemplation.
in secret
between the shadow and the soul
between the shadow and the soul
