Then he turned to Gabriel once more, letting the weight of his words settle. *“Face it, hermano—you always said a Lorca makes his own fate. You just never expected your son’s fate to be in *my* hands.”*

As he reached for his bag..

“ I know you aren’t her.. because of this.”

// Getting Closer to my Goal, Just redid the red, now redoing the black edges round the button tomorrow//

My favorite cup!

Xmas Sake heating My favorite part of Xmas

Christmas Sake! I dripped some on me

Turned a strange green light could be seen issuing from under the bed as Alastor’s shadow appeared on @aretheysinners.bsky.social wall pointing to the closet.

Currently Blended in With the Shasdows hiding in @aretheysinners.bsky.social closet waiting for @theangelofwrath.bsky.social

To leave the room so he can spring to the atack.. Alastor had been waiting patiently for his moment and it was soon to come