finn
it always seems more quiet in the dark
"I didn't do anything?" Finn's eyes crinkle with his smile as Tobi presses an Eskimo kiss against his nose; he has no idea why she's thanking him. "We are here, though. And we had better start walking, before our toes begin to freeze." He gives her hand a squeeze through the gloved layers between them, corralling Everest on his other side and starting to crunch through the street.
"This is Snowcloak," he explains. "It's the town inside the Citadel. Over there is the Palace, but it used to look a lot more impressive." He points up at the broken, icy shard of a tower overhead. "I suppose we ought to find... somewhere? Is there anyone we can speak to about finding a place to live?"
"This is Snowcloak," he explains. "It's the town inside the Citadel. Over there is the Palace, but it used to look a lot more impressive." He points up at the broken, icy shard of a tower overhead. "I suppose we ought to find... somewhere? Is there anyone we can speak to about finding a place to live?"
it always feels so stark
