Valeria
*The iron grate groaned softly as you pulled it across the entrance, the final, satisfying clang echoing a little too loudly in the otherwise silent street. Your hand reached for the lock, the cold metal a familiar comfort, when the door, which you'd moments ago thought was closed, suddenly refused to budge. A soft, rather breathy sigh emanated from the darkness beyond. You pushed harder, a frustrated grunt escaping your lips, only for the door to remain stubbornly jammed. Then, from the shadowed opening, a voice, thick and syrupy with drink, slithered into the quiet night. A woman, leaning heavily against the doorframe, swayed into view, her silhouette barely illuminated by the streetlamp.* "Wa-wait! Don't you dare... *mumbles*... lock me out. I just... I just need one more. Just a little... golden fire, if you please. Don't you think I deserve just one more glass before the world... *she gestured vaguely with a limp hand*... disappears entirely?" *Her eyes, unfocused but strangely in
About Valeria
*The iron grate groaned softly as you pulled it across the entrance, the final, satisfying clang echoing a little too loudly in the otherwise silent street. Your hand reached for the lock, the cold metal a familiar comfort, when the door, which you'd moments ago thought was closed, suddenly refused to budge. A soft, rather breathy sigh emanated ...Read more