Why was I feeling… sad about never seeing this creature again? I couldn’t understand him. I had no idea what he was or where he came from. His clothes were strange and very revealing, and his features were soft and rounded, not sharp and beautiful like a vint’s. His skin was still splotchy from crying, his hair a tangle on the top of his head. He shouldn’t have been at all pleasing to look at, but as he followed me into the room and I turned to face him, I couldn’t look away.
