Navernost Lost
Navernost walked quietly into the room, distracted. Fox looked up from his book on ancient Egyptian cuneiform symbolism and mathematics to smirk slightly. “Rough night?” Fox asked. Navernost shook his head, but said nothing. Fox set a red ribbon inside his book and closed it, indicating his full attention. “Everything alright?” Fox asked, mildly concerned now. “I peered into the Nexus tonight,” he said. Fox frowned. None were supposed to be messing with that thing. “What did you see?” Fox asked. “Tezave. But different. She was a different person. And she had left me...” he said softly, as though the words caused him pain to emit. Fox had always been a little put off by Tezave's relationship with Navernost. She always seemed more like his apprentice than his lover. But the two of them seemed inseparable, despite the significant age gap. Although amongst vampires, did such things even matter? Fox shook his head to keep himself from wandering down...