evilbunnyking: Ava feels the heat from the fireplaces again, too warm at her side and flickering as
evilbunnyking: Ava feels the heat from the fireplaces again, too warm at her side and flickering as guests stagger by, half-drunk as the night and year finds their age. There’s a stir to the room, an anticipation.A new century. She’s weathered too many already and she feels the weight of it, on nights such as this - light and life, fleeting, young. The sullen night presses against the doors and windows, shut out, leaning in.Twelfth night and there’s that smell of holly on the back of her tongue, a prickling in her hands.– The absolutely amazing @artwinsdraws drew Ava at a masquerade ball (circa 1700) and she looks so wonderful. Thank you both so much, and @lilyoffandoms, for requesting this for me!Quoted text is from my Old God wip which is such a glorious romp, and part of Ember!verse (Ava, Nate and the Detective and 300 years).….SHE JUST LOOKS SO AMAZING HERE, OKAY -- source link
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