Sep 4, 2015
“I assure you that I am very serious,” says Virion, with a gaudy sweater in his outstretched hands. “It has a rather endearing aura, wouldn’t you agree?”
Laurent most certainly doesn’t agree, not with the dyed purple wool, the letter ‘L’ on the front or the fact that his father is wearing a similar blue one. He looks away and spots Miriel nearby.
“Mother!” Laurent power walks over to her. “Reason with Father! He insists I wear a ridiculous sweater!”
Miriel draws her robes apart, revealing her red sweater underneath.
Laurent stops abruptly. Stares at its ‘M’. “N-Not you too!”