Face Down In The Pillow

Poem didn’t expect to startle Balthier so thoroughly but as he looked at her the woman was startled herself. The dripping glowing blood that fell from his eyes and mouth shook her to her core. He didn’t greet her at all, and she could see the crazy look in his eye. This was not the Balthier that she knew. He said his father’s name, and seemed like he was searching for him. Poem had never been close to Allegro, she wasn’t even truly aware of what had befallen him, but she knew she had not seen him in a long time.

”I haven’t,” she offered him softly. Allegro was gone, there was absolutely no sign of him here but Balthier was convinced his father was haunting him. ”He isn’t here now.” She added, taking a tentative step closer to the young man.