*Seraphine*
The last time I felt any sadness at all leaving someplace is the day I left home without my mother and began my solitary journey to Blackrock City. For some strange, preposterous reason, I experience some of the same sadness now as Langdon rows me toward the mainland. His small stone keep is not home, and yet I don’t know if I’ll ever feel safer anywhere else. I’ve been rescued, warmed, and pleasured.
In a way, I am sorry to be headed back to Blackrock City, although I know I need to go. Pinnie will be calling on me as soon as he returns, and we have some things between us to settle.
I don’t want to admit that part of my melancholy is a result of leaving Langdon. Which is utterly ridiculous. We don’t mean anything to each other really. The only reason I can’t take my eyes o
