Jayvikober
Autumn
If it had been any other incident, the wet marks sparkling across the borrowed pages would have infuriated him. His hands instinctively posturing the book upright in sacrifice of the worn cover. Yet still, Viktor could not bring himself to even labor a frown in the path of Rio and Jayce’s chaotic wake.
The air positively littered with colorful dried leaves. An added ‘gift’ among Jayce’s academic pass alongs.
A taste of Autumn rarely if ever seen this deep in the Undercity. Aside Jayce’s bellowing laughter as he barely dodged Rio’s playful swipe for the bag. Obsessively following the delightful and colorful crush the leaves gave beneath her feet.















