Luca
The house we live in is at the south end of Redwind. It is a four-story building surrounded by land. It used to be an asylum back at the time before the St. Claire witches put a curse on all of us, but now it is a home. Or at least as close as it might be to a home. The rooms on the upper floors make for nice apartments, but most of them remain without occupants, because we are not that many, and it is not like our way of living that prompts for long-term familial relations.
I am in the garage today, fixing an old bike Asher just brought from god knows where. It is a nice piece of metal though, plus I need the distraction. Because, every time I close my eyes for the last few days, I see Geneva f*ucking Valentine wrapped all around me, kissing me as her life depends on it. And it bri
