nomad.

His mouth opened, about to answer
when brown pools find the crest
around the other’s neck. His narrow
eyes grow wider, & his frown deepens.
             — Volturi.

      ❛ Yes. I am not
            breaking any laws,
                however. ❜❜

                 an exquisite  thread of  SILK.   his trail almost levels with  eleazar   &  mostly  carlisle’s,  whose  humanity  still clings on to their marble skin.     UNNATURAL  yet  their  talents   &  wisdom  have been proven useful to the coven.     perhaps, he will be, too.     ❛  may i interest you for a visit to volterra ?  ❜