you are like the golden hour. it all glows different
Ronin’s grin is met with a bright smile from the Penumbra, a quiet chuckle of excitement chiming from her throat. Through the settling dust from the collapsed wall, she clasps her hands together in her own little anticipation, watching Bastien take the lead and slipping in behind him with a playful wink toward Ronin.
“This is the kind of adventure I was hoping for.” She offers with an almost conspirators whisper, looking back to Bastien and stepping over the rubble and things left behind, searching for something within that might spark some sort of familiarity from the shape she had spotted within.
“This is the kind of adventure I was hoping for.” She offers with an almost conspirators whisper, looking back to Bastien and stepping over the rubble and things left behind, searching for something within that might spark some sort of familiarity from the shape she had spotted within.
when you're here
REXANNA
