Scent of Secrets

[CAIUS TORIN DRAVOS]

At exactly 4:am my arm shifts off my eyes, gaze settling on the familiar ceiling. Refreshed after shutting off, the chaos in my head silenced for a few hours, I rise, rolling my shoulders.

Stretching lightly, my bare feet touch the floors, adjusting my bottoms as I walk toward the balcony.

Drawing the curtains open, my arms fold, gaze sailing out into the darkness of the Fang