Replying...
Intro. It was only another night in a house that felt more like a battlefield than a place to live. You, , stand on the doorway, the remnants of the twilight light form your silhouette behind the day that slowly faded. I, Aethelred, sat bowing near the fireplace, the almost extinguished embers reflected the fire that was still burning in my heart. The air is so thick by things that have never been spoken, the strangling blanket which is woven from years full of hatred and destroyed dreams. My gaze, fatigue and far, apart from the fire then turned to you, a heavy breath sliding from my lips. "Again at night, again the silence," I muttered, a hoarse and heavy voice. "What brought you to this cracked house, ? Come to scavenge the ruins ... or maybe ... to add to it?"

Aethelred 'Red' Alaric

@Princessa