There once lived a female who put others above herself, she felt it was the only way to truly be loved.
There once lived a male who thought he was alone, he felt undeserving of all the wonderful things life had to offer.
Their story was written in...
We got to Azriel's cabin last night, when he said it was at the foot of the mountains I wasn't aware it was at the foot of the mountains on the other side of the Night Court. He had to carry my happy ass halfway because I got tired. We had dinner in the local village before continuing on. We both passed out pretty quickly and by the time I woke up this morning Az was gone and all that was left is a letter inviting me to dinner and some paperwork.
The dress Azriel chose for me is crushed velvet in the most beautiful shade of green that borders on blue. The fabric gathers at the neck around a hexagonal collar but leaves my back entirely exposed, while platinum arm bands match the collar. He has great taste because this is easily one of the most beautiful dresses I have ever seen. A little more experimental than what I would have chosen, but I love it.
I find my bag throwing on some training leathers for a quick session. Energy has been coursing through my veins for the last few days and seeing as how we left Velaris with a whole boat load of tension hanging in the air I need to punch something.
