A machine where your heart once was
Slowly takes the place of you
Slowly takes the place of you
It was strange to be back in Stormbreak, but it hurt rather less than Liam had imagined. He'd taken up residence in the blocks surrounding the Pacifist Plaza - not far from his last home in the city, but far enough that he could avoid most of the memories made there. He'd yet to decide what he was going to do in Stormbreak - whether he would rejoin the Dragoons or find another occupation - but it was something of a relief to be back. His time in the Greatwood had been helpful, necessary even, but coming back to Stormbreak... it was coming home.
The ex-Dragoon strolled through the streets, hands shoved into his pockets, enjoying the nighttime revelry. There were always shops to explore, street vendors to greet, things to do, and places to be - and yet, for Liam, it was enough to simply walk and observe.
Something overhead caught his eye, and he looked up - then stopped dead in his tracks, blinking against the street lamps and squinting to better see the night sky. For up above hung not one, but two moons. And for a moment it was all Liam could do to stare, dread settling in his chest.
The ex-Dragoon strolled through the streets, hands shoved into his pockets, enjoying the nighttime revelry. There were always shops to explore, street vendors to greet, things to do, and places to be - and yet, for Liam, it was enough to simply walk and observe.
Something overhead caught his eye, and he looked up - then stopped dead in his tracks, blinking against the street lamps and squinting to better see the night sky. For up above hung not one, but two moons. And for a moment it was all Liam could do to stare, dread settling in his chest.
Only hold the memories now
Of a love I thought I knew
Of a love I thought I knew
Liam
