Tag: grief x 2

She hadn’t been able to find a buyer for the house and forge yet but there had been inquiries in renting the forge and that was the next best thing as far as Venibeth was concerned. She had a little money set aside that she used as a down payment on the shop and the apartment behind it, the monthly rents from the forge would pay for the mortgage and any money she made sewing would cover her other expenses. Or so she hoped.

Veni looked around the little shop, adjusting a dress dummy in the window so that it displayed the crimson and cream colored dress at its best angle. The window itself gleamed brightly in the sunlight that filtered through the usual canopy of clouds hovering over Darkshire. The counters shone with fresh polish and...

Clair unlocked the door to Kya’s flat, her nose wrinkling in distaste as she stepped over the threshold. A quick glance around the room showed the shambles in which it sat, there were dirty dishes piled on the counter and overflowing the sink, the trash looked as if it it hadn’t been taken out in days, and spilled out onto the floor. The drapes were drawn over the windows but as she moved through the flat she could see dirty clothes scattered about.

With a growing sense of alarm she made her way to her sister’s tiny bedroom, pushing the door open, blinking at the darkness. She dashed to the bedside, reaching out for the mound of blankets and jerked them back in alarm.

“Stop! What are you doing?!” came an irritated reply.