Home at last; //closed rp with Ventus-here//
It had been months and months since the raven had been home. He was travelling a lot, the Vampire-community being disturbed by some unknown force. Vanitas was exhausted and bleeding, holding his stomach, while he stared at his house. Softly, he whispered, nearing the door: "Ven... I'm hone..." He then fell unconcious. A wooden splinter was stuck in his stomach, preventing him from healing or traveling faster.











