#weaverofallformulas

Zephyrs swept along the dirtied streets within the city, drowning the dwindling noises into nonexistence. Vibrant orange faded into darkness as the setting sun departed beneath the distant horizon. Carmine and pink lights which bathed the lands of Roland hiding behind the blackened clouds that threatened the peace for this night. A storm setting close as the woman finally stepped her first foot within the vicinity of her home.

Months had passed since the swordswoman had returned to these origins, golden locks framing her porcelain visage. Cerulean optics exempt of emotion belonging to the familiar sister that the head of this clan cherished so. Split from her partner, she felt it only appropriate to delve into findings of her own. Unfortunately, this research involved exchanging speech with the one person she had grown to dislike.

... the man who had changed from her brother to an undeniable stranger.

Boots sounded over the gravel, winds escalating was her frail frame found the way to her destination. Double doors which harboured the entity whom she looked, a few digits trailing gently over as if reconsidering this action. Had she not come this far only to find disappointment if she were to turn and walk away? Lips curled downward, slender arms exerting effort to unblock her path.

" Brother. "

Vocables echoed throughout the seemingly empty dojo, the entry shutting at the wind's mercy. Hands curled int fists as the young Eris stood silently, letting eyes examine each wall before staring straight ahead to continue on.