Sascha LeVante

AdrastusLovely little childe. She had tried to escape from him out of Consequence. And some ‘kid’ had tried to escort her back to the stronghold she was hiding in previously. Adrastus wasn’t sure what exactly the

AdrastusNight had stretched on for what felt like hours. He could feel her in the distance. Far off and hidden away. Ahhh. So she had friends. One particular one that was also of the kindred. An old one to boot.

‘Healing the Wounds’ Erhardt WolffeContemplation fled into his mind, telling him things of suspect, yet curiosity and a stubborn nature let them lie beside a blood-stained road as mist the color of midnight smoke

Sascha LeVante **The sun was setting, sinking below the treeline until it looked as though it might set the whole woods aflame. It was not until the first glimmer of the moon rising did Sascha wake in order to do