Seven years was a long time to be thinking about someone.
Seven years, and a chance encounter of the rarest kind, shrouded in the
same sort of mysticism that encompassed an eerie night like Hallow’s Eve. Like
the rolling fog, Garfield Logan’s mind was in a haze, and he couldn’t, for the
life of him, go back to sleep, no matter the time.
This came across my fb feed just now, tried to find it here but failed so I post. Edit: source https://www.instagram.com/p/BlDrwy4lslO/?taken-by=cosplayway although anyone can type cosplayway into google and find it, I am remiss in not including an actual URL in my post, I never dreamed this would get over 8,000 notes!