NERON
the hailstorm
Neron wisely closed his mouth to decidedly not make that witty comment, the Hailstorm sighing instead and shifting to lean against the wall beside his brother, arms folding across his chest. He supposed they were staying here, then; hopefully his guard didn’t get too cold.
”Then I suppose you or I had better get good at writing songs,” he said matter of factly, glancing sidelong at Loren. ”However long you need to wallow, we’ll wallow. Just remember you need to eat, unlike me these days.” Not exactly true, but it would do for now.
”Then I suppose you or I had better get good at writing songs,” he said matter of factly, glancing sidelong at Loren. ”However long you need to wallow, we’ll wallow. Just remember you need to eat, unlike me these days.” Not exactly true, but it would do for now.
