That feeling again. That... light headedness. A sort of separation from himself. He closes his eyes and tries to take a breath to steady himself, but everything is wrapped up in Kronid's scent. His soft, melodious singing.
He steps back into the room and sets the candelabra down, closing the door behind him. "Let me..." he starts to say, but the thought gets lost somewhere.
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Date: 2022-03-04 06:52 am (UTC)He steps back into the room and sets the candelabra down, closing the door behind him. "Let me..." he starts to say, but the thought gets lost somewhere.