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[ash_imperfect]

[OOM: Listen as the wind blows from across the great divide;
Voices trapped in yearning, memories trapped in timeAsher was relieved that Nathaniel was spending the night with Anita and Micah; it meant there was no one to witness his tears when he awoke, his sorrow strangely cleansing, leaving him feeling reborn, if a little fragile

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[fortunes_phase]

Moon is a complete opposite from Asher, who is all darkness and sunlight hair. She's light with midnight hair. Her Little Red Riding Hood costume has been shed, and she is once again in her white skirt and white corset.

Her bare feet are silent as she comes closer to Asher, her heart heavy for him. She perches on a nearby chair and watches him.

[ash_imperfect]

He shifts, glancing round at her.

"Belle Lune," he murmurs. "Come, sit with me."

[fortunes_phase]

Moon slides down from her perch and softly approaches. She stands at his side, her fingers comb through his hair.

"Your grief is bittersweet," she says, her voice low.

[ash_imperfect]

He closes his eyes, nodding as he leans into her touch.

[masterofstlouis]

Jean-Claude knows Asher well enough that he doesn't even have to ask.

"You saw her as well," he says simply, sitting down across from the other vampire.

[ash_imperfect]

Asher nods, sitting back in his chair, his gaze on Jean-Claude's, trying to read his reaction.

"She told me she had spoken to you," he murmurs softly.

[masterofstlouis]

"It was quite disconcerting at first," Jean-Claude answers neutrally.

[ash_imperfect]

"Disconcerting would certainly describe it, yes." Asher replies, just as neutrally.

"Where did you see her?"