#divineropenstarter

The scent of incense wafted in the chilled air. Lanterns and tiny lights were strung along the ceiling to burn bright against the dimness. Music gently wove itself into the atmosphere and settled  against the walls. A man sat at a table which had been draped over by blankets. A wild adornment of hair sat on his head. What was seen from the outside were dreads that could have pulled entire forests with the tendrils that were spread in every which way. As he looks towards the entrance, a smile makes its' way across face. He greets the visitor with a nod of acknowledgement and opens up his lips to speak.