Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190123231010/@comment-25828117-20190129021621

Graicus supposed he had done it now. He had burned his bridges.

He was slowing his walk when he thought he had stormed off far enough from the inn and he wished he could tumble to his knees and shout at the sky.

tears welled up in his eyes again. He was so angry with himself.

Looking up he could feel the snow fall on his warm cheeks. The night sky was filled with small flakes of snow. dancing around in the night sky and he was the only one standing in the street.