When Raven arrived at the Enchanted Wand, Darius was still asleep. Not wanting to wake up the already tired friend, he left a letter detailing the events of the vampire hunt. Along with it was an apology–an apology for not killing the bastard before his fiancee was killed.
'I doubt a man like him would agree to this,' his heart still heavy, Raven took one last glance at the inscription shop. 'But I hope he moves on with time and doesn't force himself to keep living in the past.'
Having been stuck longing for parents that he never knew once, Raven knew exactly how it feels to insist on the past. Your body outgrows your mind, and what's left is a shell of a man whose mind dreamily lingers in the past.
