&& what remains.
♞⇸ 𝓚 ｎｉｇｈｔ }
He always found himself back here.
It took time, but he had learned to occupy himself. Occupy himself with anything but the fact that he was somehow, still very much of the living-- as much as he was in any way of the living with how he was. Yet, there was something that always brought the blond back here, the grounds where it had all happened, represented only by what remained of its former glory: the Drevis Mansion. It was as though it were some sort of habit that he could not quite be rid of, some sort of instinctive want to sought out the mansion.. regardless of why, he was here.
Gazing upon the lingering ashes and scorched earth that hinted of something having stood upon these now barren grounds, he felt a sense of sorrow. Sorrow not for the mansion having been burned down ( though he could not quite completely deny that he had no feelings regarding that, after all, he was the one responsible), but for the events that had transpired which lead to this outcome. All that had occurred on that fateful night was still fresh in his mind, though months had already passed since it had all happened.
And he could not help but to find himself curious of the whereabouts and well being of the child Monika had asked of him to protect that day. Of course he remembered her name, who would forget the name of the girl whose maid had thrown multiple knives at him for no proper reason, and the pain that followed associated to the name ‘Aya’? .. Well, he had anything but ill intent for her, but there was no doubt that the knives were one of the reasons her name remained in his mind.
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