Mildly hectic past few days. Will manage another update tonight though, hooray.
84. Frayed
Vexen was gone, the redhead who ought to have saved him was most likely a traitor and their precious vessel of power, Roxas, was supposedly thinking of leaving them and making his own way. With so much deceit and hatred, the Organization was falling apart at the seams. The stilted conversations with Lexaeus in the few hours since seemed to indicate another end, as they split apart, separate in a way they'd never been before.
The eighty-fourth. Sixteen to go.
Anyone with knowledge of 18th and 19th century romance novelists would be greatly loved. Stupid ISU.
-Josiy x