Darcy looked around the room. She claimed that there had been no barriers to her entrance. There were certainly a ton of fucking barriers that should have barred her entrance. He would have to make a note to check his windows and doors for signs of her intrusion. He would then have to double check his security systems, perhaps call Renton to check his security cameras. Darcy was distracted for a moment as his mind drifted to the young technical analyst in question. A ghost of a smile flitted across his features, until he remembered his situation and he was frowning again.
He pushed his hand through his hair, a neat undercut that left the side of his head nearly bare and a unruly fall of soft brown hair over his brow. He sighed, looking away from her. His eyes snapped back to her visage when he gave her name. “Lanoria?” he repeated. Lips pressed together, his tongue could be seen drifting across his canine despite his closure. He scrubbed at his face. Why did that name sound so familiar? He scoffed as it came to him. “Like the Eskran goddess?” He chuckled as she stood, pacing the small space in front of the couch. He paused to look at her, and laughed again. Shaking his head.
Surely, she didn’t think she was a goddess. The name certainly had to be an unfortunate moniker placed upon her by some foolish family member. He turned to her, hands heavy on his hips. He stared her down. “I don’t care about the lamp,” he snapped. “What are you doing here?” he demanded. “Why are you trespassing in my home?”
He pushed his hand through his hair, a neat undercut that left the side of his head nearly bare and a unruly fall of soft brown hair over his brow. He sighed, looking away from her. His eyes snapped back to her visage when he gave her name. “Lanoria?” he repeated. Lips pressed together, his tongue could be seen drifting across his canine despite his closure. He scrubbed at his face. Why did that name sound so familiar? He scoffed as it came to him. “Like the Eskran goddess?” He chuckled as she stood, pacing the small space in front of the couch. He paused to look at her, and laughed again. Shaking his head.
Surely, she didn’t think she was a goddess. The name certainly had to be an unfortunate moniker placed upon her by some foolish family member. He turned to her, hands heavy on his hips. He stared her down. “I don’t care about the lamp,” he snapped. “What are you doing here?” he demanded. “Why are you trespassing in my home?”
I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you.
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