S E I J I
Outside of her, consumed by his own thoughts, Seiji cannot see the worry Kiada harbors. To him, she seems confident. Reliable. He is glad to have her, with darkness approaching. He nods in response to her words.
His seat beside the fire is nice, but he thinks, too, a bed in a room of his own may be nicer. Seiji stands and stretches, watching the flames dance in the hearth a second longer. “Okay,” he says. “I am glad to have a friend with me.” With a smile and a nod, he turns away from the light of the fire toward the hallway, where he will take the room farthest from the one Kiada has claimed, for courtesy’s sake.
Outside of her, consumed by his own thoughts, Seiji cannot see the worry Kiada harbors. To him, she seems confident. Reliable. He is glad to have her, with darkness approaching. He nods in response to her words.
His seat beside the fire is nice, but he thinks, too, a bed in a room of his own may be nicer. Seiji stands and stretches, watching the flames dance in the hearth a second longer. “Okay,” he says. “I am glad to have a friend with me.” With a smile and a nod, he turns away from the light of the fire toward the hallway, where he will take the room farthest from the one Kiada has claimed, for courtesy’s sake.
The rain is full
of ghosts tonight
of ghosts tonight
