iimpius:

       ^{“A rarity, I’m sure.” he stands beside her, idly observing her gentle timbres. he pays little mind to the storm brewing beyond his walls. rain was familiar, rain was mundane.}

         _{”Sometimes it seems as if people never stop moving,” words lightly spoken as she glanced at the man standing beside her. Unfamiliar and far taller than her, enough that she had to lean her head further back to look at him properly.}