[right][h2][color=8493ca]Damien's Catharsis[/color][/h2][@Tlazolteotl][/right]

[color=8493ca]Damien sat quietly. It was peaceful, the garden. The idea of staying and leaving when he wanted to felt...reassuring? Like for once, he didn't have to carry the weight of the world. He looked at the image of Viné, then back out at the garden again. Purple lilies and lavender continued to sprout across the small, blooming field.

[b]"I would like to stay here,"[/b] he said with certainty. His voice was calm and steady as he spoke, and by the time the last word left his mouth, the image of Viné was gone. Damien closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The feeling of sunlight warmed his face. His eyes remained closed when he spoke again. [b]"Thank you."[/b][/color]