[SWE] imminent

Luka

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade

Luka - less easily distracted by fun baubles or strangers who might become fun conversationalists - takes note of the sudden tide of anxious murmurs in the crowd a little faster, and when he turns his eyes to the sky his face goes rigid as he steps closer toward Soleil. Blindly, he reaches out his hand and holds tight when she slips her own into his immediately. If she hides, it is also because he guides her slightly behind himself, just as predisposed to protecting her as she is to hide behind him.

Nodding in sharp agreement, he waits for Sol to pick up Diana - the crowd around them is already swelling with sudden movement, and the likelihood of a small stampede is growing by the second - and uses their connected hands to keep her tethered to his side as he cuts a line through the other citizens back toward their house.

And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid