faustian raven

✒ Welcome;

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Twilight had descended on London and Arthur appreciated the chance to take a quick break from his latest project and stretch his legs. The park was a decent enough destination, and he took a seat on a bench to enjoy a little people watching.

It should have been expected, then, that he wouldn’t remain alone. When he was approached, Arthur raised a hand in greeting and tried to keep his smile easy and bright. “Good evening,” he said lightly.