❛ @intelwon ╾ 𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳.
happy to have found a companion as enamored with the relics of human creation, carlisle strode side by side (with slightly widened step) with the elder, honeyed gaze freely traveling about the pieces before them. artifacts here, sculptures of bygone eras elsewhere. however, when their steps came to a stop before a series of ancient pottery, carlisle languid eyes rose toward his friend. spying a certain nostalgia, he softened, and bent low his chin to catch his gaze, voice low between them to share some quiet humor.
❝ — it says here they’re even older than you are. ❞












