Drabble [Requiem] Earth
"The world is a large place." Micheal droned simply to the younger kindred. "We are motes of dust upon its surface. Playing at being gods. Standing atop our pedestals and enraptured by our own importance."
He circles the table and approaches her. Leaning against it as he passes her a snifter full of sweet lacrima.
"Our sovereign is more entranced than most." He taps his own glass to hers as she takes it. "He will need us both in the coming nights."
She nods and looks up at the much older man.
"I can only pray we are enough."
He circles the table and approaches her. Leaning against it as he passes her a snifter full of sweet lacrima.
"Our sovereign is more entranced than most." He taps his own glass to hers as she takes it. "He will need us both in the coming nights."
She nods and looks up at the much older man.
"I can only pray we are enough."