Walking After Midnight (open)
He'd been getting more comfortable in the dark, a pocket full of Aphrodite's little sphere's of light helped of course. He hadn't used them but they were a little bit like carrying a small sunshiney security blanket.
He'd been keeping to lit areas, even during his walks home not detouring through the park like he once had, not trying to talk Cybil into shadowing doorways. He was ready though, fora proper walk home.
But first a cup of coffee, for his nerves and he'd pick up a snack for Cybil.
He'd been keeping to lit areas, even during his walks home not detouring through the park like he once had, not trying to talk Cybil into shadowing doorways. He was ready though, fora proper walk home.
But first a cup of coffee, for his nerves and he'd pick up a snack for Cybil.