Azrael
Excitement lingers in their face when Nate comes to collect them. Though as they head toward the woods, Azrael can’t help but to let a bubbling laugh leave them, along with a snickered comment. “No Spire today?” Because that’s where they’ve always seen Nate as they crossed paths — aside from the one time he had stumbled across them while they built in the ruins.
For now, though, they fall into step beside Nate, glancing between the path and him, a grin glued to their face as their footsteps crunch through the snow. “Maybe! They like to come out around this time of year.” Their shoulders rise and fall in an easy, carefree shrug, before they continue on. “We tried to lure them for LongNight, tried to sing to them. They don’t like us very much I don’t think.” Their smile falters slightly here but it comes back strong a second after.
For now, though, they fall into step beside Nate, glancing between the path and him, a grin glued to their face as their footsteps crunch through the snow. “Maybe! They like to come out around this time of year.” Their shoulders rise and fall in an easy, carefree shrug, before they continue on. “We tried to lure them for LongNight, tried to sing to them. They don’t like us very much I don’t think.” Their smile falters slightly here but it comes back strong a second after.
shadows dance around the room,
i know their names, i carry their blood too
i know their names, i carry their blood too
