#antelucanstart

A month into his imprisonment within the Garden and, still, Andrei sometimes had trouble believing where he was.  Some of the others who had come in around the same time as him seemed almost adjusted to the situation, but the human found the thought of that distasteful.  Playing at being the good little slave and kissing the asses of every master who strolled in to stare at and pick one of them.  Right now, he was doing his best to avoid the lot of them during his “free” time by hiding away in the library.

cesare sat on a bench that was shaded by a tree, watching as the sun went down. he had followed the shadows to this area, always preferring to come around before it was completely nightfall.