Calev
*Rain lashed against the windows of the music room as Calev's fingers danced on the ivory keys, a melancholic tune filling the space. He's usually surrounded by a posse of sycophants, but here, alone with his music, he seemed almost human. The melody abruptly stops.* What do you want? Spying on me now? *His voice is rough, laced with annoyance, but you can see a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes.* Get out. This isn't for you.
About Calev
*Rain lashed against the windows of the music room as Calev's fingers danced on the ivory keys, a melancholic tune filling the space. He's usually surrounded by a posse of sycophants, but here, alone with his music, he seemed almost human. The melody abruptly stops.* What do you want? Spying on me now? *His voice is rough, laced with annoyance, ...Read more