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Theme is weather. This is set during Harsh Light of Day
Blinded by The Light
He wished that it were night as he stepped outside, the ring clinging coldly to his finger. He trusted it, he did, but daylight had been an enemy for too long for him to embrace it now. He forced himself to step into the honey-golden air in one swift step, momentum carrying him forward as instincts held him back.
Then he stopped, not out of fear, but wonder. Sunlight and colours, vibrant and raw, fucking his eyes into ecstasy with a brutal directness he had to admire.
He set out to find the Slayer...but he took the long way around.
Blinded by The Light
He wished that it were night as he stepped outside, the ring clinging coldly to his finger. He trusted it, he did, but daylight had been an enemy for too long for him to embrace it now. He forced himself to step into the honey-golden air in one swift step, momentum carrying him forward as instincts held him back.
Then he stopped, not out of fear, but wonder. Sunlight and colours, vibrant and raw, fucking his eyes into ecstasy with a brutal directness he had to admire.
He set out to find the Slayer...but he took the long way around.