#hmu.

       With her arms crossed, Sage paced slowly at the gates of Delvaux Manor. Eyes downcast, she watched as she put one foot in front of the other. She had long since learned to control not only her magic, but her temperament : there were a number of feelings warring with each other as she contemplated the events of the past few days and nights. The storm had made containing the threat difficult, and Sage’s gaze is drawn upwards towards the sky. It was still overcast, and she could feel a tension in the air. Rarely did such a sensation cause a physical reaction, and yet she shivered nonetheless. “It’s not over,” she said quietly, almost under her breath as she stopped pacing. She senses when she has company, and she averts her gaze from above to face them. “Yes?”

You are my last hope due to this travel Covid ,I have to spoil my best friend for her bday gift. So next month it is .

y'all.