New chapter up. More later tonight.
53. Shadows
Skulking in the darkness, the brunet shifts from wall to wall, the cat wrapped in his arms. If the others see, they will mention it to Ansem and the animal will be left to starve, he knows. His secrecy is built solely on saving the creature, weak as it may be. Turning a corner, Aeleus sees the nine year old standing there, frowning at him as he opens his mouth to explain. "You are more than six feet tall, you realize," he points out, taking the injured kitten before adding pointedly to it, "you do not exactly fit in shadows."
The fifty-third. Forty-seven to go.
…Same as above.
-Josiy x