Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190516025150/@comment-30014014-20190526170301

And yet, he still expected something. The clues kept adding to the equinoxes. Be it by the seeming absence, the individual of interest somehow alone, the place itself, the easy fashion in which they infliltrated the place.

Perhaps his composite self would attempt a casual look. However, he was separated. The dark of his side waited. The bright of his side waited. The two waited, poised...