Beneath the Willow Tree || Bram (Lyons Saga)
Date: Dusk - 10 July 2026 Summary: With stolen pages from the Town Hall archives Bram comes face to face with the spirit who has been haunting him. TW: epilepsy, death
Town Hall really had this rancid smell of dust and mildew. Maybe it was just the archive department of the fact that all of Bram's senses were warped. Sweet tasted bitter. Fresh smelled musty. It was just something about these old books that just wreaked to him. Truthfully Bram had grown use to it - shit he probably started to smell like them too with how much time he was spending amongst the pages. A nice mix of cigarettes and mildew. Sick. Ledgers covered every table. Baptisms to death records. There was some property deeds thrown in there too. No clue why he pulled though. None of this shit meant nothing to him even if it was a Lyons. There had been so many he really only could focus on one. Her. Layla Lyons.
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