𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 , recognition , understanding . his only voice of reason in times of strife and he can only get it in the shroud of darkness , the night sky his cover --- a hood over his head . MARIA CASTLE , the tombstone still reads clear , tended to by friends , curtis , a reminder that she was LOVED and loved so strongly in return . the grace of darkness may have been his protection , but he is no fool to let down his guard , a soldier even in the presence of his family he can feel the edge of someone nearby . a woman , knelt down to a stone not far from where he sits ---- so he peers up , uncertain if this is a threat or someone in mourning , but says nothing until their eyes meet . ❛ you know , they say this place closes at sundown . ❜ @alongingwithin -- starter call !

















