immortalaccursed: (the ominous deafening sound)
Ardyn Izunia ([personal profile] immortalaccursed) wrote in [community profile] logsinthenight 2020-04-13 10:27 pm (UTC)

Ardyn looks back over to the tree where he'd been people watching, then his gaze lifts to the sky. How many stars here have already been extinguished? What is the Night Market's plan for all of this?

He continues to shuffle along the pier again.

"Where do they come from, our dear merchants?"

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