He couldn't help watching it. The sun setting, bathing the mystical realm of Camelot in a strange lavender light. Something about this rare sight gave him a bad feeling, as if he knew something was about to change, for better or for worse. [Writing Commission for Fabstr! http://aminoapps.com/p/wwkjpv]
"Coffee?" The young, apprehensive voice of a cat girl asked this. She wasn't sure why - the answer was always one and obvious. Perhaps it was just from the stress of the last few months. (WC for http://aminoapps.com/p/vdbqcvd)