starter: @edatheowl
âYour shop is quaint as ever, Edalyn,â came the smooth (arrogant) voice from the door. Lilith, of all people. The sister, the would-be captor. If she tried harder, that is. âEdalyn, donât you ever get tired of being surrounded by... mess? Junk? Iâm surprised at you. But then again, not and never will be. Anyhow, I suppose you could call this a mercy. I snuck away to check on you... after... everything that happend.â


















