(Teito x reader)
"In the stars, in the snow and memories,
I search endlessly for your footsteps.
I hope that your eternal rest
Stays peaceful in the sea of dreams..."
1st December, 2:45 a.m.
It was about 3 a.m. in the morning. Winter had set in quickly this year, making the Church of Barsburg see snowfall in early December. The lady that walked through the halls at such an ungodly hour was none other than [Y/n] [L/n], heiress to the [L/n] bloodline- which would be very respectable if the noble family still existed. She was dressed in a rather plain green gown, a black cloak and a hood for some extra warmth. The gown made slight rustles as
He, can I ask something? Since this group is pretty dead, and I'm not sure what to do actually.....Do you know something that would make this group more alive?