008. Cliff
It really is time I got back to this meme!
Dover, the Cliffs of Dover. Lizzy demanded we come here after her holiday.
We'll be catching the train to get there. Sebastian is loading the luggage onto the carriage.
"Young Master" he calls to break me from my train of thought. I glare at him, I know it has no effect on the demon "We're leaving now" . He didn't need to add that, nor the mocking smile, we're obviously departing now.
He climbs in, and sits opposite to me, close but too far away for me to complain. Why must he irritate me so? Red eyes that laugh and a composure of ice, unflinching, unloving.
"Is something the matter, Young Master?" the demon questions.
I look at him again and wave my hand and he looks upon the hand he gloved. With what he looks upon it, I cannot be certain of.
A trickster is what he is. A fiend to lead me astray, and there's nought I can do, I chose to fall into his sinful embrace.