Who: @faelortianyou
Notes: let me know if this needs changing
Nylathria was guilty of indulging in a glass of wine or two. When the world was dark at least there was wine. Shed been in a dark place in her life a couple hundred years ago where it was got her up in the morning. But thanks to her friend she developed a healthier relationship with the liquid. She didn’t rely on it to numb her feelings but enjoyed the taste now. She had acquired a couple bottles and held them in her arms as she made her way home. But on her travels towards her home she spotted a familiar face one from the standing stones “Tianyou right? Nylathria.” Just in case he had forgotten. “How are you feeling after the stones?”







