ＷＨＥＮ: before the ball ＷＨＥＲＥ: the winter court quarters ＷＨＯ: @faetbound
❝ have you ever read it? ❞ asril finally said breaking the silence that had been lingering far too long. though that was often his way after one of his fits, to try and calm himself by being still and silent. to help calm his heart and his mind. the walls were iced over and with sharp icy spikes jutting out from random spots, some far more dangerous and precarious than others. the fire that had been burning brightly in the hearth not long ago was no more and in it's place was a block of ice, the wood that had been burning deep inside. the room was cold, so much so that every breath he exhaled could be seen clearly, and part of him wanted to apologize to his brother for the mess he'd caused within their quarters. but he didn't. asril rather enjoyed the changes, feeling more at home than he had in a week.
