Looking For River
Silas had been keeping a low profile, leaving his small apartment only to go to the church and back. He hadn't seen River since before he was shot, and he was starting to worry about her. No. He'd been worrying about her all along. He was starting to think it was time to go looking for her. He was probably back to most of his strength, though he hadn't had reason to test or push himself yet. He hadn't used The Discipline since the shooting, nor had he worn his cilice. He needed to find out if Dorian still had it.
He wasn't expected at the church, he simply wanted to go and pray. Perhaps he would pray for River's safety. He had his head down, and hidden beneath his hood, as he walked the streets of town.
He wasn't expected at the church, he simply wanted to go and pray. Perhaps he would pray for River's safety. He had his head down, and hidden beneath his hood, as he walked the streets of town.