[ - oh, and if you're browsing your inbox, there's a feed (off-centre) featuring a rather small child (seven, eight years old), being frantic. and looking very, very lost.]

V-vincent?

[He's starting to get teary-eyed. he's somewhere in somni, in an alley, all by his lonesome ( Read more... )

[There's the sharp report of one, two, three, gunshots, and a muffled curse, against the sunset.

It's supposed to be over. He doesn't have to think about it, he's accepted it, he is not dependent on Oz any longer he promised himself this, he really did ( Read more... )