not all dark is evil, not all light is good

After being accepted into Ashen, she moved with Incubus towards the home she had previously kept. It had been a few months at least since she had lived here now, and it almost felt strange returning. Especially with how much things had changed. Still, she knew the way and she led Incubus to where out of the way aboad and gardens had been.

It was winter, and some of her growing things had been killed by frost. Others, strangled by weeds. But she was well accustomed to starting over, and this wouldn’t be from scratch. It would just take a little work, and wouldn’t be in full swing until spring. The building had fared a little better. A good dusting and some small repairs, and it would be good to go. “It seems… almost strange to come home to it” she admitted softly, then gave an awkward pause, and glanced up at the man beside her. “Would you… come with me, if I visited Dante?” she asked softly.


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